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The Dream

How strange it would be ever if 
You wakened in your bed
You dreamed you had an accident 
And that you were not dead

You crashed into a mighty tree 
And only scarred your knee
Ejected from the seat, you were 
And bounded, one, two, three 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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