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Oct 2012
I tossed and turned all night through
     I slept not but dreamt of you.
I was pretty, my hair was messy
     You wanted me and your mother knew.

Rolling and rolling over and either
You stayed with me
But made me a liar.

I awoke from my awakened state
     To find my pain all the same.
You are broken, dear
     And I am not to blame.

LAST NIGHT I DREAMT
SOMEBODY LOVED ME
TO WAKE AND FIND
THOSE DAYDREAMS, TOO.

I FIND HIM LOVELY
BUT SHIELDED IS HE
AND SO I DREAM
AND DREAMT OF YOU.
Elizabeth Roth
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Elizabeth Roth
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