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STOLEN DREAM
Someone stole my dream last night
I saw the door open and a chink of light
In she stepped and touched my brow
I feel content and rested now
She comes to me when least I expect
Problems and worries she means to interject
Oh angel from the highest plane
Your visits are wished for when headaches reign
You guide my path and heal my soul
Move me forward to another goal
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