Thoughts
Sometimes late at night,
after I turn out the light,
I sit back and dream.
Then for a moment,
Im alone,
or so it seems.
I dream of you,
and what I might do tomorrow.
I think of our time side by side,
and wonder how much more I can borrow.
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