I had a dance
With someone who became a ghost.
I took a chance,
And let them follow me too far.
They lost their way,
But I can't say where.
If I knew where,
We'd search to find them.
****
I lost a friend
Playing on the edge of death.
They lost their faith
That life was something worth the while.
They lost their dream;
We lost our team.
To have a dream,
To make it seem real.
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Our boundless minds
Are still contained to real life.
And while our eyes
Can gaze upon the universe,
We still must dream.
We still must dream,
To make it real.
To make these things...
Real.