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It was all like a dream,
A dream of a dream I have dreamt for so many dreamy nights
Never materializing into anything other than just a dream,
Until now.
When the moon smiled and the earth cuddled with the snickering sun
When everything seemed alive and well
When my heart, my life, my breath became undone.
On that dreamy night,
Our dreamy night
When our lips took flight
To God's delight
Our first kiss.
The Not Yet Dead Poets' (and Writers') Society
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