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Dream poem

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Not my dream,
Everything as clear as day,
Clear as crystal,
Car mangled and fangled,
All my sight could see,
A cold body lying there a still,
Still as snow,
My ex-boyfriend pulled up,
Got out of the car,
Looked at me and said,
Stay with me,
Reviving me, over and over,
This is not my dream,
I wasn’t responding,
Yet he cared so much,
I looked then wondered,
Did he really ever love me?





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