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Blue Dreams
Beyond the open places dwell
Lavender traces of mystic spells;
Unto the slumbering child they creep,
Entering softly as she sleeps.
Daylight hours are far away,
Reveling sprites reveal their plays
Emitting wisps of bashful blue
Amidst a sky of saphire hues;
Magic flees the breaking morn,
Slips of memory it adorns.
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