I call her Louis. No one should know.
She is my secret. A muse on her own.
She's living in me like an ultimate dream.
So sad, she actually doesn't exist.
Cannot let her go. But it is the hell,
I should move on. A dead dream she is.
Poor little Louis or maybe Louise...
Never came true. Never was real.
I'm welcome me on her funeral
Being surrounded by someone else's dreams.
3.11.2022
Louis
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