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Mysterious Dreams My dreams are filled with a lovely woman but, never have I seen her face. When I wake she is still there standing in the shadows with long beautiful hair. Will I ever meet this mysterious beauty or will she forever be just a dream? Coming to me each night not saying a word making me feel like never before. Deep in my heart where no one has been anything seems possible with a touch of her hand. Everything stops when she enters the room. I do not ever wish her away but, when I wake up alone in bed there are times I choose not to move. Thinking of her there in my dream hoping to fall back asleep. I always wonder where she might be somewhere other than my dreams. |
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