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And I Want to fly a boat into the sky And you Want to dive in the ocean in my eyes
You are the dream, the one I always wanted, When did you turn into the nightmare, while the days I counted. Those sleepless nights, I destroyed all for you, How to mend it back, I have no clue.  
  Through jaded geomancy and blurred fantasy I perceive Shapes broad and thin, sights bright and grim, Approaching growth to gain but with the excitement I grieve,
Mist lingers on the tree tops Afraid to let go Light rays dance through the air Leaving patches of sun behind Squeals of laughter burst through The early morning chill
She opens her eyes slowly, feeling a warm, gentle, soft breeze brush against her face.
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