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I had a dream just last night, sweetheart,
I thought it was real because I did feel it;
In my vision I was the man every girl dreams of,
I was a male journalist, so handsome and passionate.

Women were running after me, they cried for me,
But despite the beauties that sorrounded myself,
I was still looking for you, o my dear beloved,
But no matter how I tried you're nowhere to be found.

I went up the hill to the mountain I climbed,
I crossed the ocean and scrutinized every place;
I was so determined to search for you, my love,
And never needed women nor wealth without you.

Then I woke up and I missed you so dearly,
I gave you a ring and we talked for a long time;
Back to reality you love me, Vivian, for who I am,
That's why I'm thankful I finally found you at last!


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