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HIDDEN BOX OF DREAMS


Half hidden faces
Lost, lovely places
The breath of someone’s name

Still they can touch me
Memories of such, we
live them once again

Things we saw
The clothes we wore
The perfume in the air

And music themes
And midnight dreams
Are scattered everywhere

Just a tiny slice of a tiny life
Is all that’s left it seems
And yesterday is locked away
In a hidden box of dreams

Where we met
The meal we ate
The way your kisses felt

But one cruel day
Would sweep away
The hand that life had dealt

Just a tiny slice of a tiny life
Is all that’s left it seems
And yesterday is locked away
In a hidden box of dreams