I dreamed with a way,
In which I may,
Go everywhere,
Just to play,
Play a scene,
But at the end,
It's just a dream,
That isn't done.
But real people,
Aren't here,
Beside me,
To prevent my tear,
From falling down.
Falling down from my eyes,
Cause it really affected me,
When saying good-byes.
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