I am the ghost of what you wanted to become. I am the song you wrote but never could have sung. And I worry for you constantly. I know what you are, believe in what you could be. You still could be.
I am the fire you've smothered to the smallest flame. I'm the true love that you've exchanged for all your pain.
And most of all when did you stop dreaming? And most of all when'd you stop believing? And most of all, most of all, sometimes it's us who choose to fall. And most of all when did you stop dreaming?
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