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Sep 2018
It was midnight
Saw her lying next to me
Was that a beautiful dream?

A slow breath gently touched me
Tender hands slowly branched out with mine
Our hearts began to race
And made the cold night warmer

Her smile shone like the moon
Her eyes sparked like the stars
She brought me up to the sky

I woke up
The sun hid behind the window
She was not a dream
She was the beautiful reality
Özcan Sh
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Özcan Sh  24/M
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