in a dream while you sleep,
after you count all those sheep,
jump, its not to steep,
jump, and you can fly,
fly away to where you want to be,
soar in the wind,
fly with the birds and see,
in the air you can spin spin spin.
Author notes
a little something i wrote today
Written January 11th, 2005
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- Take the point of view of somebody else! by sealover.
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