Just protect it
Keep it inside of a bubble
Because it's fragile just like my dreams of a crystal ball but promise to protect my flower my precious petals of my rose because night is young but my dreams are flying under the moon like butterflies.
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The Crystal Ball of Rose Petals and BlueMoon
FantasyThe day I was in love Then my dreams Became my fantasy And all the rose petals And the moon could say Was Oh Snap! It's today.
