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Feb 2010
dreams they come when your asleep in your mind so very deepthey take where you have never been and to places you have never seentake you through a great big maze covered in a purple hazeshows you things you think are there. some are nice some they scaredreams are natural they have to be to show us things we wouldnt seethen we wake up and our dreams are gone and our life just carries on.
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william worthless
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   Susan Reed
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