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Dec 2017
The little girl in my dreams

This little girl I do not know
Comes to me in the willows
When my head is non active
It’s heavily sleeping
This little girl I see
The girl in my dreams
Is angelic in her presence
Never speaks a word to me
But her eyes sparkle with words beyond her age
Her hair is a soft shade of caramel
Her bright smile is infectious
I feel this connection
It runs through my body
I feel warmth and ease
The need to protect and nurture you
When ever your near
I know you deep in my soul
Girl with no name
Your my little girl
I wasn’t strong enough to save
My damaged me
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