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I Used to Dream

Bernardine H.
I used to dream
sometimes soft & sweet
sometimes funny mixed up.
Sometimes full of hope
I used to dream
of the present and past.
Until came that day
that fateful day.
When you were taken away
the dream replaced
with nightmares and anguish.
When will they go away
time passes slowly
each day at a time.
Each night before sleep I pray
that one day they’ll change.

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