Category: dreams
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At the City’s Edge Sunrise Paints Roofs and Fields With The Color of Dreams
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Rising Scent of Red Tomato, Fresh Sliced, Carries All My Summer Dreams
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Before or Beyond Random Measure or Words, Your Blue-Green Eyes Caught Mine
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It Does Not Always Take a High Ledge to Set Hearts Racing, Heads Spinning
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Summer’s butterflies Lend us the dream of wings and Lift our hearts aloft
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Listen carefully And the stars will whisper dreams In our waking ears