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I could write a poem
for every day--
a dream of time
for a time of day.
I could tell you slowly
of things
in my head
of things
in my heart,
and thoughts I somethimes have
when im thinking of you.
I could show
a smile
but I dont
like to lie.
I could show
my love
but im still
wondering why--
all the things
of the day
now seem
speeding until I cant stop
my head
from the dream of you.