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To My Friends Everywhere
To My Friends Everywhere
I am surrounding you.
sticking my tongue out and making silly, silly faces.
A breeze blows through my veins,
a stirring.
I see behind your eyes, my friend.
What was that dream you had the other night?
I tapped you on the shoulder when the dreaming got tough.
My arms ache to hold you,
the breezes sway you
back to the dream.
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