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Dreams Turn To Nightmares

The sky is picture perfectly blue The birds chirp in perfect harmony too! The people smile their hearts made of gold The world is like a gem to behold The clouds made of sweet sugar puffs There is no big bad wolf that huffs The children they seem so happy and elated But not anymore their balloon has deflated The sky has turned a toxic grey The sugary clouds are starting to decay My Dreams turn to Nightmares

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