The sapless figure of my dream, Sloppy, dead-almost and dying, Is coming back alive again- With myself seldom-hardly trying.
Dreams always come back alive, Rebecca. Alas after a lot of time
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Dreams always come back alive, Rebecca. Alas after a lot of time