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As I dozed off I had a dream,
the dream was different than usual.
My dream had a face,
a face of someone I loved.
The face was an old woman,
the woman's name was Eliza.
The name sounded familiar,
but couldn't figure it out.
When Eliza said I was her granddaughter,
I just sobed in the sight of her.
The dream felt so real,
but when i woke up it was just a dream.

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I dedicated this poem to my grandma that i never met. She passed away three months after i was born. I love you grandma!(:

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last updated 28 August 2011 - 4:39pm
©28 August 2011 - 2:41am — BrittBritt_26
28 August 2011 - 2:46am — seastar3372
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It should be longer....

I like it britt(: but i reallly think it should be longer...you might wanna check out my poem thats similar to this: "The single thought" keep working(;

28 August 2011 - 2:52am — BrittBritt_26
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okay i will

okay i will

* Always Dream*