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i see you in my dreams they mean not much to me

of course you know i’m lying (could it be any other way)

partner in my sleep lover day to day

occupying my mind borrowing my time

no one thought to notice what this would actually mean

is it simply trust? or unrequited lust

emotions run amok childish thoughts and dreams

who are we to say that nothing has to stay

i listen through and through and all i see is you

sitting at the end of a painfully (well) thought out plot

is it going as you fancied? do things turn out this way

slipping down the tale of this unimagined life

so frivolous and yet ten times as nice

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