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so what to say ... about a dream that whispers every single night
and every night unlike the day shines down upon me ? you are my moon that shines so bright my very soul watching above me you are a star in the night's sky a rose ... a tulip ... just a snowdrop one single thought , one beating heart a crying soul's honest delight ... one single drop for having said so much this dream ... now withers and becomes again another morning in between ... a night , its moon ... that shines for him
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