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Saturday, May 4, 2013

Short and sweet (written last July)

Sometimes I wonder
But then I get sad
So I sit here with you,
Play pretend instead

My imagination says:
I'm yours and you're mine
As reality screams
Don't worry, you'll be fine

I don't want to be blown away
Or swept off my feet
I just want to be here
With you next to me

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