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My Own World
Amazing how I can think when my eyes are closed;
When I’m in the dark,
Then there’s a spark,
Imagination takes flight.
When I dream,
My world seems happy;
My life is a breeze,
And everything’s perfect.
But morning must come;
The birds must sing,
The sun rises;
And the dreams fade like the evening star.
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