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Dream Snatchers

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Feb 082011
 
Dream Snatchers

Last night i dreamed i was on a hill.
Alone. And yet i wasn’t lonely.
The wind breathed in my ears and played with my hair.
The sun warmed my skin.
The birds serenaded my ascent.
It was the most beautiful feeling ever.
I woke up to find you watching me with that strange look upon your face that heralded a joining.

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