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dreams about you

I talked to the stars about you, just the other day;

They glowed bright with envy and then they ran away.

The time - oh how it passes - so fast and so very slow,

Missing you takes such little effort, why did you ever have to go?

Far off in the distance and golden in the sky,

The warm light makes a short appearance before finding a place to hide.

You're so far far far away,

But also so very near...

Where have you gone, oh mighty sun?

The night is back, I fear.

I could sleep at least a week, maybe even a month or two;

And still all those minutes and hours would only add up to a vast collection of dreams about you.

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