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You are often in my dreams
Reliving times when we were young –
Forever young, or so it seems –
Inside the place from whence we sprung.
We had so much in common
When together, long ago,
Poor college dinners sharing Ramen,
Hopes and dreams and things to know.
When I see you from this distance,
I know our paths went separate ways,
So I treasure every instance
Of dream reunions, in old days.
I miss your eyes, so blue like mine,
I wish there was a way to see –
To travel backward down the line –
When I was you and you were me.