In sleep
Dreams collide
Awake
Memories steep
Visions of dancing
Buried deep
Twisting and sinking
Touching every breath
Coming down in waves
To the very bottom depth
Too much passion
To be ignored
So many chances
Not yet explored
Can what is done
Be undone?
Can what is unfinished
Be finished?
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