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Stereo Dreams

This is their sweet spot

On the last day, without any giveaway

Dreaming of stereo

He wonders of second chances

She wonders of second advances

But it was what it was

And nothing was

Exactly what it was…

“Not much time left,” he said

She knows, she knows

She knows everything except for his

Unwritten words on a cold-capped screen

And his dreams

Because there were too many things

While dreaming and wondering

Too many times

For sweet nothing rhymes

The song is ending

And they wonder

If they’ll dream of stereo

In daylight


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