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bluebirds

The Cello is playing
The roses are dying; and laughing; and in the rain
the flowers bloom

And I have tears
I have dreams that make no sense;
I have ones that keep me breathless
singing to the music that keeps me alive
dancing along with passion
singing along with joy

I want to hear the bluebirds sing elsewhere

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  • PaulieWantACracker2
    October 27

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    this is a beautiful poem hun

    i have dreams that make no sense;
    i have ones that keep me breathless

    really liked that keep up the good work hun



    matt