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You pardoned

my nights

for a

short while, and

I imagined

that with

admitance every

dream was

not necessary

after the truth

had left

my bed.

But once

again

you played

it marvelous,

and left me

to find

solace while

I slept.

I recalled

the view,

and as

I fell,

each longed for

daydream

came into sight.

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