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May 2013
for the hours
we were all there is
nothing existed
out side of that room.
evan if anything did
it held no significance

as I looked at you
and you looked at me
I knew
you felt what I thought
I though how you were feeling

out side of our reality
there was nothing
only we mattered
for us everything was perfect
those movements were devine
I wished it could be like that for ever
but of course  it couldn't
things had to return to normal
day dreamer
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day dreamer
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