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Golden Shadow

A little back story - I DREAMED OF THIS YESTERDAY AND WOKE UP TO THIS MORNING. THIS IS A FRESH REAL LIFE DREAM I had a dream I wonder if I should call it a nightmore My world's your parallel universe In your world, you're a star And you appeared to mine Not a single clue known by you, that you're a star and we hosted a show together in this small town; You were tall, dark-browned curly haired, clothed to a white-stained dress, your face had a little charcoal painted in them like a child, your eyes seemed green, the darker pallette... and the toes? barefooted I woke up to this dream And I feel like something in me's imprinted my friends from afar wondered I remember your face when I asked you a query "You're an actress, right? plus - you sing, dances, directs because your talent is beyond." I said loudly with fascination She looked at me and wondered looking like a person trying to hold up laughter you have no idea told "I'm not an actress" then smirked At all sudden, your nose bleed and your body feebled Almost fainted - I lifted your heavy body to a nearest clinic, only to find nothing and nobody I panicked, sweated a lot because I can see the pain in your eyes begging for mercy Too bad I'm not a medic I then decided to put you in an open sunny place to get some sunlight as I sat there and watched over you there I magically saw your eyes shone, your puny lips discovered reddish color your pale skin appeared like a porcelain you smiled widely with a teardrop on your left eye and gave your gratitude the nose stopped bleeding... and suddenly, my heart can't contain my curiosity, fascination and emotions, I WOKE UP. I have woken up from this dream Kept wondering what could have been And as I shall sleep, I tried to refrain myself from thinking about it this morning I whispered to myself "I've never seen a soul a lot to unfold."

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