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Rachel Carlson Poem
In my sleep I dream,
In the forest I scream,
At home I read,
At school I'm dead,
Thats what I need.
In orchestra I play,
I daydream in the meadows,
My sisters scream,
My parents yell,
I just hate that.
When I grow up I live,
I drive a car,
I have a family,
My parents are older,
I'm away from my sisters,
Man that would be nice!
Copyright © Rachel Carlson | Year Posted 2009
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