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A PictureOnce upon a picture, Many sleeps ago, A page of smiles, And scented verse, Slid softly into dream. We turn the page so gently, And see the picture smile. It's imprinted in our Hearts so strong, We dream it back To life! Joy Weare 8th July, 2004. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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