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In my dreams I still hold you,
and my spirit is dreaming.
Should I feel guilty
Of an endless soul
That has endless to say
When I still dream your face?

I look out the window
See the passing train
Leaving the town on a gloomy monday
Like the day you left.
I imagine you coming back this time,
A hug and a kiss.
I imagine a smile.
And everything disappears suddenly...
For I imagined bravery.

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