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I walked foreign land

Like the back of my hand

I walked your dreams

In drunken streams

Sand in my shoe

A hundred thoughts of you

You called

I gushed

You smiled

I blushed

You cried

I died

You touched

I froze

You promised

Who knows…!

You spoke

You drunk bloke

I’d smile

Just for awhile

There will be

An again

Without any pain

I hope there will be

For you and for me