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I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.
When did those dreams turned into nightmares? When did I stop believing in the magic of dreams?
 Apr 2021 Sofia Oubella
Henriette
some lonely nights
are worth the wake
but are you,
worth the wait?

— The End —