Dream of flying?
Of soaring over mountains,
Scaling scrapers,
Or sunrise misty fountains?
Dream of being?
Of living every day,
Being big,
Or just changing ways?
Dream of walking?
Of stepping over fallen stones,
Treading lightly
In castles where the wind moans?
Dream of seeing?
Of viewing rainbows never seen,
Watching faces,
Of people who’ve other places been?
Dream of dancing?
Of waltzing with the moon,
With the sun
In a never ending tune?
Do you dream?
Of brighter days to see,
And if you do,
Would you tell me?
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