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Mar 2012
Last night I dreamt of your smiling face,
I dreamt that you were speaking to me,
That you were laughing with me,
I dreamt that we were friends,
Then I awoke,
And upon awakening I saw your sulking face,
I was greeted by your silence,
I woke to your hate,
And I remembered,
That we are friends no longer.
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Asha Talon
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   bethiem and Emily Comer-Zello
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