When things felt like the places I go when I dream
When every memory was a flash and gleam
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Back when I couldn’t catch my breath
When, I swear, your kisses could bring me back from death
Made me so nervous — no idea what to say
That’s when you used to smile and make everything okay
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Now, you exist only in moments of fleeting daydreams
Sunny and warm on my skin
Wind whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Toes tickle in grass green
I cherish every moment, every memory, and every sweet sweet dream.
You Lil Dickens 
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