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She reads stories of fantasy

Imagining her fate

Her eyes tracing pages

Her mind drifts away

She reads the tales of modern love

And hopes it will come true

But any love i’ve had before

Pales in comparison to you

Any work of art I paint

Any sonnet that I have wrote

Every thought of you that comes to me

Ever song and every note

I can not read of fiction

I can’t imagine needing to

For every dream of love I’ve had

Has been a dream of you