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A dream! Some day. . . any day. . .
some way. . . any way.
I have a dream,
it's not full steam.
In this world I'll be
making a name for me!
It's not crazy,
just a bit hazy.
My dream will come true,
and your dream will for you.
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A Rose. Nature is like a red rose,
ever blooming as it grows.
It smells like heaven,
sweet and lush.
It sounds like whispered words of joy.
Ever growing from its soft petals
to its thorny stem.
Kissed by the morning dew.
Ever blooming just for you.
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