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Aug 28
You were in my dream
last night again,
but it didn't seem
the same its been

we didn't get
us back once more
we didn't let
us open sores

your hair was long
your face was older
your stress seemed gone
with weightless shoulders

We were together
frog and toad
just friends, good weather
no past debts owed

And when I woke,
that morning bright
my thoughts did choke
but my heart was light

I had your memory, snow-white pure
yet didn't feel, your absence there
To have had you, I'm so grateful, sure
But I no longer breath, recycled air
Inspired by a dream I had and mildly by the Postal Service album.
Written by
Gabbro  20/M/Giants Deep
(20/M/Giants Deep)   
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