when the moments seems interminable
like the drops falling off the roof in rainydays
like the laughter in the locker room
when dreams from not far from reality
when I could dream and talk to you at same time
when I walked on rosebeds and slept on the wings of angels
when you kissed me with a fresh smile everyday
and now
death, debt, disease and darkness
nothing but dreams keeps me alive...
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