I loved you
In my dreams.
Now empty.
Like smoke from pipes.
You were just another empty pipe dream.
And I your Dreamer.
In a world where you and me could never exist….
I still dream.
I dream about you.
I dream without you.
You are an empty smoke dream that is gone;
But so long as you are still under the blue sky;
Come back to me.
Return.
Return to me.
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