In a dream I am talking to a friend
Who looks at me the way they all have
And I at her in my usual way
As I did at those far away
or near but just not here
I might send a message through her
And say, listen carefully
I need you to tell them all
How much they meant to me…
The dream ends and she is there
I look in her eyes to see if the time is right
And realize it will not happen
That was only a dream
She may have replaced the others
But she has no contact with them
Perhaps not even with me
She may even be a symbol or a spirit
Who, when gone and the search resumes
Will join those who never knew
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