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Mar 2013
I dream about his laugh
The way he says my name
I dream about the path
I'd take to get to him

I dream of our hands connected
Both of us acting as one
I dream that he would tell me
That I could have his love
lemon
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lemon  somewhere in the midwest
(somewhere in the midwest)   
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