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I woke this morning
With lingering memories
Of fragmented dreams
Whispering through my head
Solidness not complete yet
My mind wonders with in itself
At this in between of dreams
This in between of mes
You’re the soundtrack
To these half memories
Foolish words
Spoken by foolish tongues
Circling my dreams
Foolish gestures
And I see what you mean
Watching through windows and screen doors
I wasn’t close enough to touch
Or far enough not to reach for