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Apr 2015
The thought of you clings to me like a half remembered dream.
Wisps of memories floating only to be lost on awaking.
Dream you versus the real you never add up.
In my dreams we are one.
In reality we are two.
In my dreams you are mine.
In my reality you are hers.
© JLB
25/04/2015
02:25 BST
Camellia-Japonica
Written by
Camellia-Japonica  F/Wales
(F/Wales)   
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