12 | A Midwinter Night's Dream

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She climbed on her broom
and floated mid-air,

She pointed at a star,
wishing she was there

The broom heard her plea
and carried her over sea

Through the wild sky,
she fulfilled her dream

She kissed the flying clouds,
and touched the frosty light

She danced with the stars,
all through the night

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