Photo by Mateus Souza on Pexels.com I dream that we’ll meet One day in the street That I might hold your hand And that you’d make light Of the rest of my life So maybe I’d understand Why I’ve been angry Lonely and sad Why I’ve been hurt as I have Why I’ve been leftContinueContinue reading “A Dream”
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