Have you ever dreamed of life
far beyond the stars?
The glory of the mystery
, which flashes by.
A cornered field
to rest your eyes.
Or a summers night
with tussled sheets.
Childhood memories….
and whispers.
And passing cars
on a silent street.
That’s what dreams…
are for.
far beyond the stars?
The glory of the mystery
, which flashes by.
A cornered field
to rest your eyes.
Or a summers night
with tussled sheets.
Childhood memories….
and whispers.
And passing cars
on a silent street.
That’s what dreams…
are for.
*smile*
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