Truth is...
The truth is I'm not who you think I am.
I'm who I want you to think I am.
You see, I come at night in your dreams.
In the day time you won't notice me because I'm hidden in every deminsion.
Yes, I am your fantasy but what you dont realize is that I am real.
I know this might seem confusing.
That is just how life is.
That is just how we are.
Far apart but together forever.
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