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I dreamed

you dreamed that I
was calling you
I dreamed that you had come
then I awoke and saw your boat
slipping out to sea

perhaps next time
Iíll catch your smile
before it slips away
perhaps Iíll touch your feet
and you will let me stay

my heart left here
will watch your sails
upon a distant wave
And tossing songs to passing birds
imagine that you hear

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