Last night, I had a dream that I taught you how to swim.
And when we were done, you swam away.
I woke up and I threw up.
Then I dreamt that you'd taught me how to fly,
and when we were done, you stayed on the ground
and said I was free.
I woke up and I threw up and I stayed up.
I never want to be away from you. This distance is killing me.
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