if reality isn’t, it could be our dreams are reality
a shared idea creates a conversation and from there we grow
we cling to the past even though last month’s snowfall has melted away
we’re sold the mirage as if it’s reality and we won’t notice
it’s our home, yet still we need to be reminded to show some respect
some things we expect to see with a companion otherwise it’s odd
how someone responds to a simple request speaks volumes about them
it’s a simple act to say hi to a stranger that can make their day
history matters in the stories we repeat but we can’t live there
love is a challenge it requires that we change and we can’t change back
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