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The lost wait

Beyond the nightfall 
Before the dawn, 
There's is a world of dreams 
In which I meet you. 
Crossing the threshold of reality 
Embracing the lucid, fluidity,
I feel you,holding me from 
Breaking apart.  

Waking up to the world, not ours,  
I yearn for that moment of love. 
Having not found it I turn onto 
The light and wait for it to pass. 
You, had  left. Perhaps I was
Late.You didn't wait and I,
Never stopped waiting.
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