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My Dream


In darkness I sing out loud All sleeping but quick to pout. Sour to my joyous song. Rebellious me so I shout. It's the stage ambiance I long The blinding stage lights hung. Submerge myself in a sea of fans. A musical bond, sweet and strong. Travel the world like great bands Weaving my legacy in music strands. So crystalline is the lifestyle I scout. Blessed be the day the opportunity lands.
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