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Sometimes I dream that your heart beats for me...
Without your knowledge.
And I run to reach you.
I run to love you.
Then I understand that it was all a dream.
That's useless to go on.
But then I remember...
I remember what we can be.
I imagined that so many times, that it became a memory.
Yes...
We were children.
We discovered the hope that survived,
We gave a kiss that never ended,
We listened to songs that only we know,
We flew around the world.
Remember?
We screamed of joy, cried of happiness,
And we sang...
Yes, we sang.
Don't you remember?
We wrote poems of love,
Killed who we weren't,
We watched a feather falling,
And it was so beatifull...
No.
You don't remember.
It never happened.
I'm still here.
We are so separated...
So far away from each other.
And now I kill what I dreamed.
What never happened.
What it won't happen.
Why should I dream if you don't love-me?
Sometimes, I dream that your heart beats for me...
And you don't know it.
For those who don't give up.
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