On Purple Car
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I had a dream: you came to me
on purple car, as in a childhood.
Only one driver had a seat -
you gave to me the place of driver.
and then we both went for a walk -
rather, I was driving, you - on foot.
you could say nothing for so long,
watched as a kid, with speechless look.
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