A Love Of A Reader

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My sweet love, My darling dear.
My only hope, My angel, that I fear.
Hopelessly mine but far not near.
One step close but never here.

A glass in between, worlds apart.
You, who had saved me, amazed me.
Your just a dream millieniums apart.
Destined to be free not trap like crazy.

In a dance of fate, our worlds would never collide.
In the end, your gone, my dreams, diminished. 
With each step I take with you as my guide.
But now your done, your story, finished.

We met once like parallel lines.
You and me, I'm sorry, my love.
I was a dunce, we were two different kinds.
Forgive me now my dear, my most gracious beloved.


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