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Dreams of Sand

A heart like mine beats far away,
It's very strange to see
Another who is in mind and kind,
So very much like me.

If but one day I'd see her face,
I'd ask her for her hand,
But know it cannot ever be,
And dreams are only sand.

This poem was written by my dear friend, luka.

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