(An adaptation of the unfortunately titled La Belle Dame Sans Merci)
I dreamt that you texted me to call you.
I awoke, and you hadn't texted me at all.
The screen is echoing with an absence of texts
And no birds sing.
I dreamt that you texted me to call you.
I awoke, and you hadn't texted me at all.
The screen is echoing with an absence of texts
And no birds sing.
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