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Sep 2012
The wind blew
The trees danced
The sky dreamed
The sun slept

The girl saw
And then sat
She thought of
That one place

Where everything was right
Sweet, kind, bright
The place where
Time seemed slow

And space infinite
Everyone loved her
They all laughed
And told her

Exactly how much
They loved her

But she knew
She was asleep
John
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John  28/M/New York
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