Go back in time
Make sense of what I feel,
Gather my strength
Hide the broken heart
Try to reconnect with the inner self
Was it real? Or a dream?
How can it be a loss
When my loss is someone else's gain?
A dream? It wasn't...
For no dream leaves its prints
On the mind and heart this way.
When seeds are sown they continue to grow
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