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[bodytext] => Maybe trees do not sprout buds And maybe springtime will never come. Maybe I won't ever get the chance to drive away into receding sunsets And maybe Boston isn't best for me. These days have been passing more slowly than they've arrived, But I think I will act slightly different this time. And that's ok because you and I... We always say that we'd like to take our time with this life. We do not dream. We haven't for as long as I can remember. And that isn't very long. Then again, maybe hoping for dreams to come true Isn't what we're meant to do. Because even when we go to sleep at night You can't help but say to me... "I hope the stars in all your skies send you the sweetest dreams tonight." I'm sorry...nothing is happening. Come on lets run down the street my love We'll catch a bus off to Boston, MA. With no one along It's only eachother by our sides. It's only us. One day we're going to return back home We can sail out to sea Take pictures of the bright blue sky Your eyes... Will be my point of perspective. Get lost in clouds Our home seems so far down I hope we never have to jump. I enjoy hearing things that aren't actually there When I'm with you... It's pouring down rain, and our eyes refuse to look anywhere but... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Angela [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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