once upon a dream i stood by the sea waiting for my love who is high above when i awake only then will i know if it real or fake so make no mistake the girl i love holds the key to my soul but her heart is black as coal i know we shall meet again in time after this rhyme is done then we will have some fun until then i read my books with cynical looks hoping you'll come to me in this dream.
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Strong and profound poem, concerning anticipated love.