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Jun 2018
The love of my life to me, in bed, said,
"I love you truly, love. Now kiss me."

As I leaned in to kiss her, her head
Fell off, screaming with glee, "I'm free!"

With a loud gasp I woke up in bed,
And knew it was just a dream scary.

And then I realized I was not wed.
I was single, and would likely die lonely.
Red Brush
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Red Brush
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     Fawn, Dafne Maradiaga and Wordmancer
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