Unfinished
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I thought I heard you speak
my name
And then I woke up alone in my bed
in the night.

I thought it would be your hand,
holding mine, to guide.
But I grasp at air,
an empty hand.

I thought my dream
Was yours as well
And
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-My sister wrote this poem, though left undone and unfinished, I thought it
was really, really, really good so I'm posting it in.. I hope you guys will
care to review and let me know what you think of her poem. thanks =)