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I wake up from a slumber, so deep and I leap,

cause all of the sudden,I am awakened from this

sleep, a beautiful thought comes out and it creeps,

glimpses of possibilities,are now quite concrete.



But when I think, and I try to fathom,

what else in this life, I have forgotten,

I seem to be in haze,cause I am quite complete,

but a beautiful remembrance,I know I can't forget.



A memorable friendship, very few mortals are granted,

glimpses of her, I seldom see and notice,

but she is around, dancing in her heels,

and when the moon is full, she's smiling to the hilt.