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Mar 2021
I want to fall in love with an artist
I think I want to marry one too
I can see him now
Taking pictures of me
From birds eye view
While I'm sleep in bed

These are things I think of as I fall asleep in bed.
My son sleep pon me
& our hearts beat
In unison
And I dream of a love where I'm free
A love that is not blind
A love that can see
Raquie
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Raquie  Minnesota
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