As dreams come and go
You wonder what it is that you see
Sights left over from the day before
Fresh in your mind voices heard
As everything starts to come together
Closely you look, for in your dream
is someone you thought you lost
For the days have come and gone
You no longer constantly think about them
Yet there they are in a mixed up dream
Coming together in a story
For the story is not yet to be understood
So as dreams come and go
and you wonder what it is you see
You can not help but think what it all means
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