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I had a dream,
It was so lonely
We had hearts,
But they were broken
Words;
They were misspoken

We'd said too many things that we couldn't take back,
Burned too many bridges and we couldn't turn back
Out on strange streets,
And the image turns black
And we're alone,
I'm alone;
Again...
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A small poem that just popped into my head one night