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In a Dream

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In a dream I meet my

deceased grandmother, my best friend

Her hair now grown back to its original silver
Her body now free of





deadly chemicals
The familiar perfume c







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through my nose as I ask her
“How you doin Nan?”
She smiles that lovely recognizable smile and whispers
You looked beautiful at graduation.





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