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Friday, March 30, 2007
IN THIS DREAM
In this dream, your by my side, the arms of comfort and sun lit skies.
When stars blanket the evening sky, will hop on a cloud and take it for a ride.
I will never see the rain the same way again each raindrop holds a story each splash across my face a memory,each drop that rolls down my cheek a reminder.Where there is thunder a wake up call, where lightening now direction.
and if the clouds turn into rain???
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I will never see the rain the same way again each raindrop holds a story each splash across my face a memory,each drop that rolls down my cheek a reminder.Where there is thunder a wake up call, where lightening now direction.
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