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The film buzzed and gave some light

the room was otherwise pitchy like a closed box

We were a seven eight viewers

and I knew she was there, dressed in black

I silently moved to the back of a random chair -

did not see the hand in front of me

So with one sigh

she fell into me

and I knew it was her

The sound of the soft body against mine,

and the smell of her hair told everything

Then I brutally woke up ... of the dream

But I know she was there, she will be back

she's been dead long enough now

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