I had a dream that you and I were roller skating together, through cool old buildings and then outside. Something startled us and I fell into a pile of blackberry bushes and wound up with two blackberry strands wrapped around my neck. You were standing next to me unharmed telling me something... I can't remember.
And we will talk until thoughts melody become to sweet for utterance and it dies in words, to live again in looks which dart with thrilling tone into the voiceless heart, harmonizing silence without a sound
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