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The Sweet Dreams.
Was it at all to me clear
That l was gonna shed a tear?
Maybe my gut mumbled and l turned a deaf ear;
All l wanted was to hold you near
For to me you were only but dear!
Your flirting romance saw me in cloud nine
I believed that all your love was mine
How so wrong l was as now l have to start anew!
It is plain that with me you are through
And l have to forget of you.
I know dreams do come true;
But these sweet dreams about you
Of the days and pleasures we once knew
That l wake up from each night makes me blue,
And l was such a fool to believe you
poem
by
Tafadzwa Matamba
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