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Apr 2023
Do you ever wake in the middle of the night
and wonder if I was dreaming of you too?
And sigh in disbelief and disappointment,
that we are not laying together, as we used to?
Maybe this is the time when our souls tangle,
hold hands and embrace one another.
Somewhere out there, in space and time,
things that are certainly beyond me.
I know that not everything is what it seems,
maybe I'm crazy, maybe I still believe.
But, how could it ever be, my love,
that my nightmares begin only when I wake?
Knowing full well, in my dreams that -
I feel that I'm finally home, in the right place.
Written by
Jake Devlin  29/M/NY
(29/M/NY)   
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