here is asleep in progress
still, under disappearing stars
where, behind these lids
soothes away the sighs
here is day in night
adventures one could never dream
in this dream
where live our lives
here is the story
as true as yesterday
or was it tomorrow
that we met
here is a forlorn echo
fading with a wish
and meeting the daybreak gold
of an almost summer sky
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