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Lying in bed one day, at four in the morning, I had some trouble sleeping. I then decided that I would just let my mind wander while I was listening to the radio. I don't know if I fell asleep or not, but, I had visions of this person pop into my head. I couldn't tell if it was a dream or not but then, everything happened as in the poem. Everything that was read was actually what I "dreamt" about. If you didn't get the message underlying in the poem, I'll let you know what it is. I think this person is beautiful but, I know that I can't and won't ever want to go out with her: on a date, just as friends, anything goes. There's really not much more to explain... oh, but she's a different person than the one from "Oh! Loving Hate." |
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