Dreams
dreams consume my daily thoughts, playing over and over in my head, people can say, "oh, it was just a dream," but to me, that's not what it seems, there is a flash of reality, some part must be true, when I try to read them, there are many different hues, emotions, assumptions, that could yet still be true, but I will just stay as blue, as I was thinking of a life with you
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