What chance against reality?
I can dream of anything,
and believe it attainable.
When reality turns against us,
How long are dreams sustainable?
Picture her with a smiling face,
Intrigued by you in every way,
Living for you in all her grace,
An angel to wake up to everyday.
...No chance against reality.
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