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Trish Messina May 2013
So far away you are from where I am today
I often wonder how you are and what you'd have to say
If I traveled far to where you are and knocked on your front door
And you look at me in confusion as I kiss you just once more
Trish Messina May 2013
I had a dream and it brought me back
To that summer we spent
Before it all turned black
We stood in a field of daisies
We stood there alone
With the suns rays upon us
And no where to go
These flowers stood tall
They stood not yet bloomed
The sun shined bright
as your face did, too
you looked at me with something to say
And whispered to me
About  a day
The day these flowers are no longer unbloomed
That will be the day that I can be with you
The flowers never grew
The dream had come to an end
I am left here to wonder
How and when
I can get myself back
To that summer we spent

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