Dreams

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Your arms linked

with her,

you whisper sweet nothings

in her ear,

and she is smiling at me

with a glint in her eyes,

thinking that

she is the one.

And as I stand,

I feel pity for

the naïve girl,

I hope I had it in me

to tell her

that a day ago,

I too had same

dreams as hers.

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