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Dec 2020
And I can’t ask you to live my dreams for me
Nor can I take your dreams and make them mine
We can only share dreams for a short time
The sharing stops where you draw the line
When we wake from quiet slumbers
Counting treasures and pleasures numbers
And oft we may dream of others
Quiet memories or Distant Lovers
And release a sigh of slight regret
Of Passionate feelings so hard to forget
And wonder why it just couldn’t be
And why the hell it just shouldn’t it be
Once we thought we had the same dream.
Twas all for naught though it may seem
I Awoke While you kept sleeping
A broken clock the time It wasn’t keeping
A broken heart that beats but just keeps weeping
The bed is soft So you keep dreaming
While I forgot if my dream had any meaning
Written by
   Bogdan Dragos
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