Beauty foreseen, a love untold, the peak of a scene where all will unfold, warm sun on your face, a smile to melt, it's only a dream if you feel how I felt. The same situation in different places, different people and different spaces, so close to discovery, a distant thought, pulls us away by the hand of a clock. It's never the same, the end never comes, try to re-live it, remember the places and all the people in it. Reminisce for a moment, but not to linger, reality's threshold broken by a finger. A new day dawns, the night is now a memory, curious of the rest, wondering what's left of me, after all, I am only a dream.
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