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The Dream

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In a dream, I see
My dead grandfather.
He has been gone for awhile now,
And yet he isn’t different-
For the dead can’t change.
Only the living can.
Having grown apart over the years,
We talk.
Yet, I don’t feel the same
I feel better.
It turns out
We have so many things in common,
I didn’t know we are so similar.
We are closer now than ever.





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