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Aug 2014
I write poetry in my sleep.
I lay down as to close my eyes.
I see letters marching one by one.
Onto the paper they do go.
I know from my dreams I write them in my sleep.
A poem of sadness and one of joy.
One of trees and one of being free.
Each word goes in to place to forma poem you do read.
I write poetry in my sleep just to put it here.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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