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Dec 2014
I dreamed of an old friend last night
who tied ribbons round my life
years ago and told me I was beautiful
when no one else would

She was the problem and answer
to all my pain and sorrow
and I miss her smile
and her selfish ways

How strange it is that
we lose people we love,
for what reason?

What reason is good enough
when life is so short
and hands us so few people
who bring candles to the dark
in our lives
Lucy Christine Gray
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Lucy Christine Gray  United Kingdom
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