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THE HOUSE IS QUIET AND VERY STILL SOMEONE WILL COME I KNOW HE WILL WHO WILL IT BE TONIGHT FOR ME HE MAYBE A FILMSTAR I‘LL WAIT AND SEE HERE HE IS NOW THE MAN OF MY DREAMS HE’S HERE TODAY JUST FOR ME IT SEEMS HIS PRESENCE IS THERE IN MY DREAMS AT NIGHT I NEVER WANT TO LET HIM OUT OF MY SIGHT WE’LL WINE AND DINE THROUGH THE EARLY HOURS HE BRINGS ME CHOCOLATES AND A BUNCH OF FLOWERS MY IDEAL PARTNER IS HERE WITH ME TONIGHT WE NEVER HAVE AN ANGRY WORD OR EVER FIGHT WHEN THE MORNING COMES HE’LL JUST DISAPEAR TO RETURN WITH THE NIGHT OF THAT THERE IS NO FEAR I DATE WHO I WANT TO IN MY DREAMS WHEN I SLEEP SO WHEN THE NIGHT COMES I WON’T BE COUNTING SHEEP DREAMING MY LIFE AWAY THAT'S WHAT I LOVE TO DO AT THAT TIME IT’S MAGICAL WELL I THINK SO DON’T YOU?

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Date: 10/22/2009 6:38:00 AM
Sweet dreams are made of this, a dark haired stranger to share your bliss, lovely poem Pamela >> James
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Date: 10/20/2009 4:22:00 PM
O, Pamela ... O, Pam ... sleep, dream & poetry ... these three are one ... John Keats could attest to this! Keep fit! Cheers. Canny.
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Date: 10/19/2009 1:01:00 PM
Welcome to our soup family. I wish you success in all your writing endeavours.keep writing
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Date: 10/19/2009 11:55:00 AM
Drew me in and got my attentions. Keep writing. Sara
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