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Hopeful Fantasy

You sleep beside me,

inside my dreams, I hold you,

but I wake, alone.

I wake up alone,

your presence, a fantasy,

I lay still, hopeful.

I am still hopeful,

that I was made for your arms,

that I deserve you.

What do I deserve?

How will I destruct? Destroy?

With you by my side.

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