Dream Chasing

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By Dee

How can life cheat people out love? Why does time exist? It should stop when we kiss or make love, for days and weeks at a time, when he can finally be mine. Just me, no one to share, no worries... just want to breathe, and be relieved, from dreaming of my fantasy world and making it into reality... in which, each day I hope it comes closer to being true, but lately it seems only to go further away, (a sigh) maybe one day...

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