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We

We.


We fall, we rise, we fall again
Again, distressed, again, in vain

We fight, alone, to keep our dreams
We fight, alone, in vain it seems.

We dream, we cry, we dream anew
To find our love, for finding You.

We cry, alone, to feel your love
We cry, alone, and yet your dove,
Is far from me.

We are, we were, we`ll be again
Alone, with You, until the end

We`ll fall, we`ll dream, we`ll cry forever,
But now we`re not alone however.

Perhaps an unsuccessful quick poem towards a friend on Facebook way past midnight.

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