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Message From The Past by Alina A.

Forgotten tunes are playing in my head,
And from the past come memories and dreams,
Old diaries are open, every page
The hopes and fears of days, now gone, reveals.

Remember sleepless nights, when all alone
For nothing and for nobody I cried.
There was no place where I could feel at home,
And seemed not worthy every path of life.

I talked just to imaginary friends,
For real-life, so called, could tell just lies.
And since that time I know the people well,
I see them through the mirror of their eyes.

Remember that I saw what wished to see,
I told myself sweet lies, and then believed...
Pretended to be what I would like to be
And built air castles of my dreams.

But always hoped for genuine, truthful love
Believed that it would come and find me one day;
I never longed for easy, luxurious life,
But longed my way to cross another way.

Remember the cherished dreams of all my times,
Through waiting, sorrows, tears they have turned real.
An angel has come to me and opened my eyes...
Have come true all the dreams I held so dear...