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Tell me it's a dream, like back then,
when
covered in sweat, I realized you were right next to me,
I could sigh,
and not believe, I had relief,
from this life,
just hearing you breathe.
and now I look back, to my greed,
when I couldn't read, how your stars aligned,
to the beauty it was, that we'd even meet,
before a park, before a quiet street,
in front of a beautiful field, with your warmth to feel.
How could it be me,
I know I said thank you,
and even then, I begged you'd never leave,
but these fires started with footsteps that lead to me.
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Gambit
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