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Nov 2014
Lately I wake up in the night
and find my pillow
wet with my grief.
Sobbing in my sleep;
that can't be healthy.
I hope dreams don't predict the future.
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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