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the bench of dreams

I heard you cry in my reverie  
my soul ached  
I rose the next dawn
to find you blue
your solitude became my own
in your silent times
I sat next to you  
on the bench of dreams, I waited

time passed
when you were ready  
you told me of your hopes
your life's passions  
died a lonely death inside
keepsakes you called them
of a time when you were young

full of ambition
you were going to see the world
and the world would know you
instead, life taught you to be reclusive
I witness your worth  
we get up together
you walk into me we are one
my soul's secrets revealed  
on the bench of dreams  
I met me
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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