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I saw you walk there

a thousand dreams ago.

And in those dreams

I skipped a-longing in your tow.

But dreams fade from memory

and what's left is captured dust

That blinds my mind and makes me think

that life was only real in dreams of you.

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I walk here now without you.

And I can't reach across that span.

And if I could

I'd sink deep

within the mystery within

your eyes, your heart, your memory

Of labour in those dreams.

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My dreams are all my life beside you.

And I can't tell you of my fascination.

Do those dreams know

they knot my tongue in front of you?

Or is my fear, the fear of something new?

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From child to youth to manhood

A bridge was placed across my path.

Do I go under or rise above it all?

But I can't make that journey

if you are there

and there

should pass me by.

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And every little swindled thing will shine,

As I step on another thousand notions dying.