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He visited again in my dreams

And I don’t know why
Never did I think of him
But he was the representation of the man of my dreams

The second time we spent time together in my dreams
Many years has gone by since I last saw him
And yet deep within my mind, he exists

It seems like in times I feel down
Feeling like giving up,
He visits me and comforts me
I wonder how he is now…

Maria Michaela