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What If

Days spent dreaming

Nights   Wide awake

The question "What If" flies through my brain

Life and Passion and Love take hold

Time ticks on and nights grow ever more cold

Young on the outside and old within

Feel as if I've committed some sin

Always I crash land in contentment's grasp

Only to find that contentment don't last

Someday perhaps I may find myself blessed...

Someday perhaps fate will grant me a gift...
Written by Mystic_Dreamer (Chels)
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