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We laughed and played,
We hugged and cried.
On the grass in the night,
That’s where we lied.
I gazed into her eyes,
She gazed into mine.
Then soft words she spoke,
Which seemed to stop time.
“Of all the problems in the world,
How small they all seem now.”
How lucky was I to be with her,
I fondly wondered how.
Then I awoke from my deep sleep,
And found to my despise.
As I looked around my lonely room,
They were nothing but beautiful lies.
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Inpired by a dream...

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Beautiful.
The concept is simple, but powerful.

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“Never give in, never give in, never; never; never; never - in nothing, great or small, large or petty - never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense”
- Sir Winston Churchill
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Dreams like that help us remember that the *One really can & does exist......Beautiful & inspiring....Misty

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This is me....Misty

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