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in my dream,
there were fields and fields of
flowers
and a sunset, and a house
and
oh
the memories are fading now
all the lovely colors running into
one
brown
recollection
but if i am remembering correctly,
you were there
beneath a tree
waiting for me
-yes, that's what it was-
and that is how i know
it was
only
a
dream.

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