I do not dream of your laughter
I dream of your tears
That will wash your dusty soul,
Soften your hardened heart,
And overgrow your fears
With blooms and make you whole.
I cannot hope for your passion
I hope for your trust
That will lead me within
Where I can build a place
Without doubt
Where I can stay forever
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