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Written by Rick Swank
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One night I dreamed vivid as life and there were footprints. Sand and waves, sounds in the distance. And something in the distance. The figure said nothing as I followed the footprints. recalling past events, Some sad, some happy I caught the figure, white everywhere and a most magnificent music. The figure never spoke. I know who you are, I said, And awoke in happiness, the greatest moment alive in heaven.
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