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MONDAY, JULY 04, 2011
I think of you, and wish it were the real thing
I dream of you, and dream of you; when;
I'm dreaming the wrong thing.
I sing;I sing about you, and wish you were listening.
I talk about you, but only to myself.
I look for you, wherever, the same old places, where you'd might go.
I look for your face in the faces of boys I don't know.
I yearn for you, like I could have you now.
I tease, and I call, thinking I'll have you then as if it were now.
I love you, like I've loved you yesterday, and tomorrow.
If Yesterday were here, I'd love you now.
If yesterday were here, I'd love you now.

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