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A Place to MeeT

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Funny when you laugh
as we woke
and you spoke of your dreams.
In each it was
just the two of us and
you remember just a few of
what seemed to be a lot of them and
though each of them were different
you recall feelings of familiar
like in places we had been before but
never really could have
as much as we may of wish we had and
as it so happens to be
we still have yet to meet
here in this dimension
this plane of existence but
be sure that it is likely and
being freed each time you dream of us
a place where we can meet.