All the falling diamonds are always here
Some easy going like a river falling stream
In our dreaming and from everywhere
Like a beautiful worthy inside dream
Some are though quite different in their while
What shall become of them who really knows?
Broken up into many other style
For every dream have its certain glows
Days are giving their glistening prospect
One for each step through its tomorrow on
Later they will show their role and affect
When within their quality they have gone
Diamonds of shine - are seen in every place
Just do a search around numerous ways
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