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Just a Dream
Sydney, Age 12, Vernon, BC

Every time I look at you,
my head is filled with confusion,
excitement and not knowing what to do.
I know you very well,
I see you almost everyday.
Together we are friends
Though we've had our arguments,
and don't talk commonly,
you seem to know me well.
I know that if we are not now friends,
we soon should be.
But then I wonder,
is this just a dream, a fantasy?
Is this all a scenario
that I have composed in my mind,
play by play,
word by word?
Do I really know you?
Or do you even exist?

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