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Jul 2017
For a moment I saw our faces
in the wrinkles of my sheets.
I saw your lips slip into mine,
Watched as your fingers caressed my cheek.
I could almost feel your touch,
As you pushed the hair back from my face.
I closed my eyes and felt it flush-
I took the feeling in.
But, when I awoke, the stupor gone,
You were no longer there.
Reannen
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Reannen  25/F
(25/F)   
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     --- and Frank DeRose
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