sweet dreams

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As the little stars come out to play
All reality is sent away,
As soon as you close your sleepy eyes
Your sight becomes a bunch of lies,

New colours come together
To form a place you want forever,
With sugah trees
And friendly bees,

It's the sweetest dream
With just you by the stream,
Music softly playing
With white boats sailing,

Soon you see a soft, warm light
And to this place you say goodnight,

I know this one doesn't exactly have a meaning but I felt like writing it.

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