dream
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Dreaming is the mind in the imagination
When he wants to fly
On the blue border of the sky
That's where the feathers are flying
Fire when the fire burns
When the mind is dry
The mind wants you
Address the mind by blowing
While
No, just Millen's rash
Wants to leave,
Creates a new human being
That baby
Love the gift to give
Gift.
Arrange the world
The jarring creation is at stake
That's why everyone dreams
Sweet night
That's where the feathers are flying Fire when the fire burns When the mind is dry The mind wants you Address the mind by blowing.. dream, mind, thoughts, human beings. very good thoughts dear poetess. tony
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imagination, creative mind and dream. very fine poem. tony