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Sep 28
I have this dream each night
It’s you and me on a beach in Sandusky
You guide me along the shore, closer to the sea
I know it’s all wrong, but it feels right

We’re born to breathe, then to live and die
I can’t help this feeling of needing more
Yet every time I question what for
I was born to grow, to give and fly

So rest your weary eyes upon me tonight
Let the burning embers of the fireplace warm your heart
I’ll tell you where I been, right from the start
Keep me company until the morning light

The mountains and the trees, the rivers and their streams
They all seem so far away from me
I glance at your eyes, and I know I’m where I need to be
I open my own and realize it was never a dream
Written by
Thomas Harvey  57/M
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