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You’re My Lucid Dream
A mixture of reality, fiction, and manifesting
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As she strums her pain
We can hear the rain
You’re my lucid dream
So haunting as
She sings
Her soul is in those
Strings
You’re my lucid dream
It’s like deja vous
Whenever I hear you play
You touched me deeply
By your harmonies
they’re an array
It all begins to
Fray
Each note
You are revealed
You captured my focus
I like the way you
Make me feel
Am I hurt, or am I healed?
Did you uncover
Hidden emotions
Concealed?
Are you my fantasy?
Or are you real?
Your guitar
Vibrations