The Man of My Dreams

The Man of My Dreams
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>>I close my eyes and there you would be,
>>The man of my dreams whom I could never see.
>>This man so sweet and kind to me,
>>So caring, true, and honest he would be.
>>This man of my dreams, you see, could never be a reality.
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>>I looked and looked for him beyond my dreams,
>>Lost in a world in which I did not belong it seemed.
>>I began to think love was never to be born,
>>Like a sweet rose, ruined by thorns.
>>This man of my dreams, I believed, I would never find.
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>>Then I came across a man, one day,
> A friend he became and something so true,
>>It struck me like lightning, a bolt from the blue.
>>He opened my heart and showed me new light,
>>This man of my dreams, without warning, has found me.
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>>He makes me so happy, and glow so bright,
>>He gives the world hope that had been lost in the night.
>>No other man can do this, just the man of my dreams.
>>He is the rose adding beauty to the thorns.
>>Beauty to something so painful, the beauty in a cruel
world.
> This man of my dreams, the rose that has become a reality.
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