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Jan 2018
Your eyes are the stars to my night
Your smile is the sun to my sky
You are the topic of my dreams
Not all dreams come true
Or come to the light of reality
You are but wonder
Something too good to be true
My love for you is too great
Too great for me to bare
I haven’t any hope in this life
This life of reality and awakening
But I do in my dreams
Hope comes to me when reality is gone
I am lost
Lost without my dreams
My dreams are my reality.
Written by
Alfred De Beetham
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