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Shy dreams

I am looking into the mirror of time Back at a face I don’t quite recognise Moving my head and hands contrived as a mime Body and mind that don’t quite harmonise A past left hidden behind a clear veil Thoughts and memories leaving a trail Waiting and hoping, never reaching the prize Those hazy dreams too shy to crystallise

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