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Sleepwalk

Sleepwalk Young and angelic in a dream of sleepwalk in the night, Looking for a tall figure, nothing in sight. It was her sparkling eyes that came upon the darkness of light and she headed for the mountains, just a sleepwalk in the night. She was named "Casper", the friendly ghost because of her long-white nightgown. Always had a sweet charm, but don't be alarmed! A night of sleepwalk, as she jumps back in bed again. Never a bad dream, just a sleepwalk with a friend! Yolaine Armitage 10/7/12

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Date: 10/8/2012 3:17:00 AM
Very well done Yolaine - Wish you a nice new week. - oxox love Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 10/7/2012 8:23:00 PM
Nice 1
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