O My Dreams...
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O my dreams are like balloons or kites:
Hovering in ethereal skies;
So high above the hardened earth.
Here I measure beauty's true worth.
For when I'm watching from the wings,
I see a blue and green world of great
Wonder and splendour: where birds sing
And flowers bloom in golden ways.
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