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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

Just for me
I thought I had dreamed somebody else's dream
While waking up my mind…
For I awoke refreshed and full of hope
my dreams this night were kind.
There were no far off cries
And prison walls
No lost causes
Or ignorant fools
No burning heartache
Or tears of regret
No loss of hope
Of what time I have left.
Suddenly the sun was looking it’s best
The trees an abundance of green
The blue sky was calling to those that could reach her
I feel that this day was made just for me.

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