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Dear Dream Guy,
    Who are you? Would I recognize you in the waking world? I never see your face, and your hair color and clothes elude me. I don't know the sound of your voice, and I don't know your name. Are you even the same guy twice? Once you lent me your white t-shirt. Another time you saved a girl from killing herself on a ride. You held her close and I could feel you next to me. You might be blonde, or you might be long gone. I hope one day to meet you and have my soul cry out "It's you!" and I hope I have the guts to go for my dream.

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9:48 pm 3/20/06
(c) Meghann Pardee