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Feb 27
and I dreamt of her
even in my dimly lit room
wrapped in the arms of my lover
I dreamt of the way her lips fell apart
and as i woke
I reached out for her
only to be met with the dull hum of my lamp
and the idea of what could have been.
Written by
Tyler  18/M/searching
     Will and Anne
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