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Mar 2014
Dream the sweetest of dreams
Dream of candy and things
Dream of riding your bikes
and playing outside
of running and jumping and trying to hide
dream of the sweetest of things
I love you good night
this is what my dad used to say to me and my sister Elissa when we were little it means a lot to me because I knew he loved me right when he ya know read that to me so all for Christopher Mark Prescott
Written by
emily kay prescott
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