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In my dreams

In my dreams I see faces

which I have seen.

In my dreams I see places

where I have been.

In my dreams I can hear,

your soft voice, my dear.

Your soft voice telling me:

"Don't waste your life, set you free."

In my dreams I can feel you

and even I can touch you.

I feel pain, sorrow; feelings so ancients.

I know that we must be patients.

In my dreams I see you in the sky

and I'm still wondering why,

why you leave us so soon

under the loneliness of the night and the moon.

I swear I won't waste my life,

but it hurts like a knife;

this emptiness that you left behind.

At least, you go on living in my heart and my mind.

March 7, 2021, 11:07 p.m. 2 Report Embed Follow story
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