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My dream - Navarre's Lament by EmalaithSnape, literature
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My dream - Navarre's Lament
My dream flies on hawke wings
Giving meaning to me, when my day begins.
My dream flies with me so near
I can even think she's really here.
My dream flies free, with no chain, in the sky
But lies bound to me, as bound am I.
My dream and me live side by side
And yet we haven't got but a glance
To look as lovers do, into our eyes.
And what is that moment if it's not the chance
For Pain to come another time...such is our cursed romance.