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I dream of deceit and it haunts and it creeps
but no more than me as I fall back to sleep
to see you again, I hope that dreams reach you
but I'll still be in bed and you'll be further ahead in a place I can't be
Tomorrow never comes so I can find you at last

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[Papaya]

Tomorrow always eludes, once we've got there she's already gone... Good poem.