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Thinking of You

I dreamt of you last night;
  Maybe I dreamt of Death:
My heart is turning white
    To wear its lonely wreath.

I thought I should for-get,
  But now, never shall it be:
In dream, you and I met:
  For a moment you and me.

What emptiness you left:
  I recollect walking ‘round:
‘Oh Time return the theft,
  Return my heart rewound.'

Anan - whatever happens,
  You’ll always share a place
That Time can’t unshapen,
  Nor ever will Death erase. 

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