I wept in my dreams. I dreamed you lay in the grave; I awoke, and the tears still poured down my cheeks.
  I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you had left me; I awoke and I went on weeping long and bitterly.
  I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you were still kind to me; I awoke, and still the flow of my tears streams on.
  - Heinrich Heine          
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