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It's actually very
Cliche Trite Obvious This dream I keep having. I'm standing before an open door looking in I do not can not will not enter. I see you working sometimes you are talking humming silent working. The words are formed on my lips where your kiss lingers haunts caresses my heart. Sometimes the words Float as a whisper whisp breeze to you. You turn look smile and say
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