Dreamland

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Look out upon the waves of light as they rush over me

Trembling fine to crave delight in all I do and see

No sprite or elf has such a dance as prances through my mind

Day in, day out, the beauty sprouts for something's there to find

A bauble, dido, smile, or quirk is hidden in each niche

Explore until the end of time, this story that is rich

The beauty bound between our souls, knows all about the sighs

And sings a note, so hard to reach, it splits the sparkling skies

Prepare, for here it comes again, to cleanse the vacant room

So, with a whirl and sprightly step, the soul does swing the broom

For, after all, each one shall seek their way on through the copse

To wonderfields of everlasting sighs, and joys, and hopes

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