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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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Cilver
27 / M / Estonia
Published
Sep 7, 2018
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