I stood in the middle of a meadow,
And heard a faint echo,
It came from a distant source,
I was running towards it with mighty force.

From somewhere known it came,
I saw a blinding light aflame,
An inexplicable reverie,
It was a beautiful memory.

He held me in his warm embrace,
I looked up to see his face,
His smile sent a thousand tingling waves
And captured my heart,
I forgot in that moment that time has a pace
And I shall soon depart.

I heard him wisper my name,
An inexplicable reverie,
It was a beautiful memory.

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