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No chance.


Every day,

I have daydreams.

Pleasant ones

Of you.

Every night,

I wake up

And smile.

You keep the nightmares away.

But with no chance of getting

To call you mine,

I feel like

I’m waiting for something

That’s never going to happen.

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