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I'm sure I was dreaming, Or was I just tired?A chance to start the day rightA quirk in the morningA moment of quietSomeone hoping to be outsideA tea and a sliceA voice on the airAsks 'remember how you got here?'Each morning, He'll be asking you to recallThe thinnest thrill of allSwitch places, With the worst mistake that you've madeThen wake up again From Letras Mania