Last night I had a dream... that I was in a house. You were there... but my heart didn't. My heart did not sting. This dream was different, that is because I felt different. I did not feel that pain. There was somebody else, Sitting there looking at me... a soft smile given... a smile returned. Then I knew the chase has begun. I woke up... Felt different.
The things dreams tells us.
-Isaac Camacho
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