It was but "yesterday" we met in a dream.
You have sung to me in my loneliness,
and I of your longings have built a tower in the sky.
But now our sleep has fled
and our dream is over, and it is no longer dawn.
If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more,
we shall speak again together
and you shall sing to me a deeper song.
And if our hands should meet in another dream,
we shall build another tower in the sky.Based on The Farewell ... Khalil Gibran
"Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns.
I am thankful that thorns have roses."
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