Dreams of a Lady
These dreams so near
But as I grasp, it withdraws
Runining into the darkness of the night.
I search the depths of this stange place
With only the light of the stars.
I gaze up to the sky
Just as I start to sign and turn away it returns.
A little closer, a little warmer, almost near
I grasp........
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