I thought it was a dream
But it was happening
I thought it was a shadow
But it was reality
I thought he was a stranger
But he was a friend
When I thought it was friendship
It was more
I thought I was nowhere
But he knew nook and cranny
I thought I was lost
But he enfolded me on his way
I thought I was on wing and prayer
But he was sanguine
I thought about aspirations
But he made it all true
I thought he was mature
But he was crazy
I thought …at times he was harsh
But he was rhapsodic
I thought it was strange
But it was a passion
I thought it would pass
But it continues….
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