Defined

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There are some things

That seem so dream-like

As if they'll disappear

If you blink an eye

They leave you wishing,

Wondering, why?

As if something real

You can never find

The things I wanted

But were never mine

Only seem to drift away

Meant for another place in time

I only wonder if somehow

These things could be defined

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These things, they are the fabric of life. They are those things that we live for.

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