.I spoke too soon, it seems, for you made a home in my dreams.
While I slept you kept running yourself through my head,
Like, "I won't be dead yet." I said, "You don't understand.
We had no control. They stole it; love's been so unfair to me. "
"But see, boy, that's my point. You must.
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