Mere illusion.

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Admiring him, here I lay,

Quiet, loneliness, that was all I experienced.

As he came gushing like the wind,

I found spark in my life.

Shined brightly, there he was.

Oh, if only I could claim him mine,

It was rather unfortunate, he wasn't.

But only, what if he was?

I could only ever hope, and pray.

Though, I'm sure, fantasies will stay the same.

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