A thought arose from my dreams.
It stands directly in my path to your love.
And it points in another direction, to another path.
So I must follow.
My feet, my body, even my mind pull me on this path;
But still my eyes look back to you and cry for forgiveness.
I am sorry.
Some things were meant to fly, and some to swim.
This dream was never meant to come true.
No matter how many times I fell asleep.
I always woke up.....unhappy.
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