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Just a Dream |
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Just a Dream |
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Every time I look
at you, my head is filled with confusion, excitement and not knowing what to do. I know you very well, I see you almost everyday. Together we are friends Though we've had our arguments, and don't talk commonly, you seem to know me well. I know that if we are not now friends, we soon should be. But then I wonder, is this just a dream, a fantasy? Is this all a scenario that I have composed in my mind, play by play, word by word? Do I really know you? Or do you even exist? |
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