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Alya casbian Poems
The land of dreams? Wouldnt that be nice? I'd be beautifull and free, good at everything i do,
Slippers fluffy, Slippers neat, Slippers warming up my feet.
Green tornado fast asleep, Just above your forest sweep, High above the planes of gold, Which drought and hunger will evolve.
to live is to die
Life is death, Death is life, There is no wrong, There is no right,
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The land of dreams?
Wouldnt that be nice?
I'd be beautifull and free,
good at everything i do,
I'd be able to sing and dance and laugh,
And of course there would be you,
So i will go to the land of dreams,
I will go and be the reall me.
Do not go to the land of dreams,
It's cold and quite and deadly,
I'm everything i dont want to be,
i thought m dreams would come true,
my dreams came true,
And i realise my mistake,
I went to the land of dreams,
Beliving it to be the land of DAY dreams