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IMAGINE ( MIND GAMES )Yes, I imagine, that you live somewhereAnd you will come to me one day.I feel you close, though senses are so rareThat you‘ll be next to me and you will stayYour voice is softly carrying me awayAnd I dive down into the silenceI know that you’ll be true one dayAnd I will snuggle in your hug from violenceBut now you’re just a puff of airThat touches me with tender palmsTomorrow, you’ll be real, you’ll be there My wounds to heal with loving armsAnd you will leave the dreams so immaterialYour lips will meet mine – in slow motionWe’ll take our way, and will be realWith our hope and love devotion.
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