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Nov 2013
I lay in bed every night
thinking
as I fall asleep,
what would it be like
to fall asleep in your arms.

Is it is great as I imagined?

Then I just Stop
and cry
because I know
this will always be a dream.
and never a reality.
MS
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MS  Kentucky
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