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Dream On

The nights are stolen by your embrace the harder that I try the harder it becomes why can’t I touch your face like the name on the tip of my tongue I know you but somehow it is fleeting like the song unsung a dance without music if that is allowed as a heart beats skips then repeats awakening shaking my head like you were here but between these sheets you're driving up the heat then the day comes and my dreams disappear

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