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ast night I experienced perfection,

Everything was perfect between us, The only way it could be better, Would be if she could have seen us. I was happy, you were happy, We loved each other so much, I fought to stay forever, To live my dreams, but had no luck. It was the perfect world, The perfect place, the perfect scene, The place that was so perfect, I couldn’t believe it wasn’t a dream. And even though I can’t go back, At least it was escape, At least for once forgot the past, At least forgot my hate. But things are getting better, I love this twist of fate, It’s almost like a dream, From which I pray I never wake.

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