True Love
Once upon a dream,
A place where no face has not to show a frown in the air.
But only to smell the beautiful flowers in the garden of love.
To play and laugh when the forest calls.
To lay beneth the willow trees, hand-in-hand with the wind.
feeling the sun beat on you throughtout the day,
Knowing that you will be okay.
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