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Saturday, November 13, 2010
A Not So Quiet Love
I dreamt of you during the night. Over and over again, there you were. We talked, we loved, we moved,
closer and then further apart. Always coming together again.
I woke to thunder and the rain.
What a funny thing is change.
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