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I dreamt of you.

You were right behind me.
You touched my arm.
I don't turn round.
I didn't want you to see my tears.
I wanted so much you to be mine.
And you hug me hard.
You kept me in your arms.
So if you wanted to tell me something.
But I couldn't understand.
I wanted to take like this with you forever.
The time has stopped.
To no one us never distributed.
But you shove away from me.
And you disappeared like old memory.



Why have you done to me?