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The sky was blue,

the sun was shining,

a beautiful day.

I was happy,

you were happy,

we were happy.

No more fighting,

no more screaming,

nothing, just peace.

Between a once unhappy,

mother and daughter.

Slowly,

things start spinning,

and the picture started getting distorted.

I wake up,

and realize all I did,

was dream.



~*~ Jill ~*~