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I had a vision
that you came
to see me
walking through paths
of foggy ethereal air.
Arousing old passions
we try to retain
in vain,
hunting shadows
of sadness
left behind.
Pain in our eyes
reflect the lapse,
we both changed,
no doubt.
What once
could have been,
can be no more.
Diluted dreams
glide into retreat,
a million poems
of our love,
submerged forever
in the silence
of our souls.
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