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IN HIS DREAMLAND
So much it takes to set a fire
Long lasting setting it require
To let it grow
And never let it blow
So much it takes to climb up hill
Climb with you objects, to stand you still
Here are bends to slid you off track
So you need try and not for once slack
To reach the tip of the peak
Not as sweet as leaking sweet
So much it takes to stifle a cry
In memory of dreary lost, so long it's dry
The pain of it flies by
Each time, smash your heart and never wave you bye
But all no less, it take him to beat
Let him in, into the land of his feats
Where he reap and sow at lone day
Least it takes him to pave all ways
Already in his dreamland
Shut your eyes, block your thought, there you stand
View your wants and have all done in haste
Here it takes you naught to waste
But as soon you drift forth
Then you know all is lost.
