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Am I Pretending
In dreams,
I smell the coffee
and see your happy face
but am I pretending
to feel your breath
as the coffee drips
or listen to you cry
when autumn died
and scattered you
with the leaves
now listening to the quiet
the coffee pot is silent
in dreams, I sleep
I smell the coffee
and see your happy face
but am I pretending
to feel your breath
as the coffee drips
or listen to you cry
when autumn died
and scattered you
with the leaves
now listening to the quiet
the coffee pot is silent
in dreams, I sleep
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