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Girl of My Dreams

Tally one for days past,

At present still remembered.

Nil for today, at last,

For your presence it still lingers.

 

My dreams are full of you,

And In my waking hour, you echo,

There is naught for me to do,

Save hope you let me let go.

 

I stay awake at night,

Because when sleep comes it seems,

I must concede my plight.            

You are the girl of my dream...

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