You’re a hologram,

Just out of my reach.

A sweet figment,

Of my imagination.

A mirage of all,

My secret birthday wishes.

A video set to expire

At midnight tonight.

You simply aren’t real.

So tell me,

How is it then,

That I can taste you

On my lips?

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