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I swear I saw her yesterday,
a gentle mistress in a golden dress.
Lost on her way home,
so I lent her a hand.
I swear I smelt her this morning,
an enchanting fragrance drifting through the window,
a girl around my own age,
but still willing to listen.
I swear I heard her this afternoon,
her voice was as smooth as silk.
She told me how much she loved me,
and how I made her day.
I swear I felt her tonight,
Her skin was soft and fragile.
She was beside me all night,
and I held her to my chest and told her everything was alright.
I swear she was real.
But as it seems,
sleep is a cruel mistress,
and she feeds on my lonely dreams.
a gentle mistress in a golden dress.
Lost on her way home,
so I lent her a hand.
I swear I smelt her this morning,
an enchanting fragrance drifting through the window,
a girl around my own age,
but still willing to listen.
I swear I heard her this afternoon,
her voice was as smooth as silk.
She told me how much she loved me,
and how I made her day.
I swear I felt her tonight,
Her skin was soft and fragile.
She was beside me all night,
and I held her to my chest and told her everything was alright.
I swear she was real.
But as it seems,
sleep is a cruel mistress,
and she feeds on my lonely dreams.
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