Playing On A Dream

I must be dreaming.
She was always here.  And then she was gone. But she has to be somewhere.  Blowing in the wind somewhere. I can feel her.  I talk to her.  She listens. But there will never be a response.

She was always here.  And then she was gone.

But she has to be somewhere. 

Blowing in the wind somewhere.

I can feel her.  I talk to her.  She listens.

But there will never be a response.

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