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Thus came, adorning a star.. Rays of light very slight, 
To me, wonderland and a leaflet,
A reason to argument, to me..
It is a lane, of solitude and rest..

A walk to me, journey to find..
Once again, southern lights and..
A fairy tale to find,
timeless..  Moonless beautiful night, on coastal line..

Cascading down to pools and loam..
Numerous moths and smaller leafs
Do let me go to wonderland of him..
Of millions stars and million things..

Shining, it is a feathery fire .. 
galloping to me was a horse of my dream .. Is beautiful and intact..
Now forever from the spectrum,
Is my own mountain of Neptune..
And sparrow that chirps..

I remember you on the occasional trip,
A walk towards this backside hill.. 
Is a courtyard full of tiny teak,

My legs are longer and hands are stronger,
I believe, now it is a beautiful dream..
Really it is my own something,
A place to make, of..
Strong and athletic build,
Average about medium kilt..
Is of the greater height, my dream..
Has anyone seen, .. My lost dream..
It is my only belonging.. It is my own something..  
Speed.. And currency when in need.

it's of this auspicious  oar
Sings and played this folklore..
..
ethereal beautiful .. Meniscus more..

Memorable moments, from vivid wall..
from seconds.. And best ..
Have you seen this dreamland ..
Mine is this beautiful space..
A peacocks spring and ..
the milkyway..

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