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I dreamed of cats the other day.
Clinging, not wanting to let go, whining.
It doesn't remind me of you.
I dreamed of bunnies yesterday.
Cute, hopping around, might gave me luck.
It doesn't remind me of you.
I dreamed of otters last night.
Holding hands, floating calmly, together.
It doesn't remind me of you.
I dreamed of the universe today.
Heavy, cruel, but beautiful at the same time.
It doesn't remind me of you.
But then, then, I woke up.
And everything I see remind me of you.
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