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Dream by Angel Blackmon

by | Sep 11, 2016 | By Chaney's Hands, Messages, Poetry | 0 comments


Her touch has faded,
but her memory is strong.
Her voice has faded,
but her word still carry on.

I dream of the day,
that I hold her tight again.
The dream consumes my days,
and haunts my nights.

Chaney Corley

By Angel Flippen Blackmon


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