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a dream i dream
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the me that once was one more look out of that window.....
one last sight of what il never have
what il never be..
that beautiful flower behind that strong tree
how warm i feel when they smile at me
i shut my eyes and dream of being as white as that cloud
as red as that rose and as warm as the sun
so pure and rich with color
more alive then i ever was
so this will be my last
the final sight of that nature
the final glance of that beauty
and then il shut the blinds
lay down and cry
holding myself close
so im not as lonely
squeezing tighter attemting to stop my heart from stinging
getting weak from salt water
i shut my eyes
and dream of that place again
when i was that cloud
and i was that rose
and i was that sun
i was beautiful
and i was pure
but moste importantly
i was alive
