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Sometimes I think
you're here
standing in my doorway
but I know
that’s not true.
Then I turn and see you
Walking down the sidewalk
but I know that’s not you.
Once I thought I heard you
calling me
and I knew that was a dream.
One day I finally decided
to take my eraser
and take you out of my notebook
but I realized I used pen
so I left it
and walked away.