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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Gleaming on white dress;
Appears when my eyes are closed;
Your smiling face.

Breeze playing flowers;
Echoing laugh; space, time;
When we were young then.

Sunset never fades;
Cold night; even moon stays;
I'm dreaming again.

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