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Will you rember me? Will you remember me, many years from now, when all your dreams have come true? Is it possible, that years from now, you'll think of me, this ghost of a man, and smile? Our silent love, we have shared; our meaningful stares, and soft kisses in shadow exchanged, will they play upon the fringes of your mind someday? Will my voice still haunt your nights, the roughness of my meager, artist hands still slide upon your curves, whilst you dream your sweetest dreams? Could you remember the color of my eyes, as they are lost within the vastness of your own? I will someday be just a dream, just a forgotten memory of a by gone era. Your teacher, your lover, your friend all will turn to distant echoes and you'll be safe within your lover's arms. Know this though, as the years pass, and the tides of time ebb and flow, you will be thought of, moment to moment and day to day, forever. I shall always think of you, will you think of me?
