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awake and dreaming
My sweet Carolina, may you one day carry me home.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Moonlight creeps in her silent glory
Slowly unfolding her mournful story
As a thousand midnight stars reflect
the quiet dreams each dreamers kept
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