Echoes From the Other Side
In my dreams you sang to me,
while hidden in the mist...
As I knelt upon your grave,
with flowers in my fist.
I felt your spirit close to mine,
like memories that I keep...
Is it easier to sing to me
while I am fast asleep?
How tangible these dreams of mine,
yet also quite surreal...
Do these echoes from the other side
have something to reveal?
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