In a dream,
Would you give your love to me,
Beg my broken heart to beat,
Save my life,
Change my mind..
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But I am a dreamer
So you sent me away.
Sometimes we dreamers
Just get in the way.
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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought..
..And with old woes new wail my dear times' waste.
- William Shakespeare, Sonnet No. 30