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Racing through my dreams like a horse to its finish line





I thought of you often.
Stopped dead, frozen in time, when I saw your…





Body.
You left too soon.
Confused, upset, depressed, and scared- sounds like the perfect cocktail-





Prepared.

Ever since your death,

I haven’t dreamt of you


Once.
Why can’t I feel you?





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