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Jan 2022
When we sleep
I imagine that we go to the same place
I picture you
Your tattoos and red wine stained cheeks
You smell like ice cream and you taste like it too
Everything that you love
Looks like me
It’s so real sometimes that when I reach out for you
I can feel you reaching back
In my dreams you say everything that I want to hear
And you mean it
Raygan Emma Jane
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Raygan Emma Jane  24/F/Toronto
(24/F/Toronto)   
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