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It's always nice to see your face
Drifting off into space
My thoughts clouded of you
But those dreams quickly become deluded
Turning into confusion
Making every direction a question
What is right? What is real?
I wake up with a jolt
My heart hurting
I struggle to grasp to reality
To realize,
It was all but a dream
But even then
I see that it is becoming a reality...

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                                Much Love,
                                  ~Molly