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A premonition,
I feel it in my sleep.
My belly's big,
and my sons are a dream.
My husband's walking up to me,
we've built it at last,
it's all it could be...
We have a coastal lifestyle for two,
my mother's doing great,
my sister is too.
I remember my old friend,
wonder how she's doing,
do we ever meet again?
that's up to heaven...
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