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Are you in my dream

Or am I in yours?

Headphones on in a tower records

Boy on a bus

Overexposed colors

Long curtains of hair

Swimming swirling stumbling

Staring at the ceiling

Papa’s mixed tape spins its way into my dreams

Wake to Papa’s breakfast cds today it’s Ottmar

You rewind it all back to songs 1, 3, 7, 10

And I don’t even know where that tape is anymore

And maybe that’s why I linger here for a while

To remember everything like the first time

To feel everything for the first time

Grasping never holding