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She came to my dreams with a marriage proposal We haven't seen eachother for a decade Showed me videos from the past Memories of our friendship But in every clip it wasn't me She had pasted my face on top of another I was in awe that i couldn't remember Cause at the moment it seemed to be real. We went out for a talk Instead she was typing And before i could reply she had wandered off The streets were empty, nowhere to be found Not in my phone Her name nor a number Even the text i received had disappeared So i woke from my dream Wondering what it all could mean.
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
Sweet deals are made on streets
She came to my dreams with a marriage proposal We haven't seen eachother for a decade Showed me videos from the past Memories of our friendship But in every clip it wasn't me She had pasted my face on top of another I was in awe that i couldn't remember Cause at the moment it seemed to be real. We went out for a talk Instead she was typing And before i could reply she had wandered off The streets were empty, nowhere to be found Not in my phone Her name nor a number Even the text i received had disappeared So i woke from my dream Wondering what it all could mean.
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27/M/Estonia
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
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