but when I awaken in the morning
I feel sadly mistaken
because what was once so real
in my dreams,
so real in bewteen reality,
has awoken as well
and now I must move on,
content to live each day with
a memory
but some day, someday soon
I can only hope,
there will be a time
when I look over
and all I have to do is talk, to you
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