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I have a dream,
It's quite unreal
I want to fly
Is that impossible?
Well we can try to
See if it works ,
I opened my umbrella ,
Oh ...I'm flying wohooo
My dad is a hero
He works so hard
      Just for us
He looks so busy all the
         Time
He comes back home
        İn the evening
Never forgetting my toys
        In this fuss
My brother and i love him
                To nuts
When the sky was
       Crimson red
And the time of Shadows
        Came ,
The lanterns they were lit
      But silence all
         Around
Just a whisper echoing all about
           Beware !
Don't lose sight of the mirror
            A thread woven wrong
                  may  bring storms
Adorn ocean bright
The deepest moon pulls the tides
Rugged path I climb
Deep the rose unfolds
In the silence shadows speak
Love can come with thorns
Seashells so pretty
Blue ocean that calls to me
Beneath shadows dream
Cool breeze on my skin
Night drifts in to fill the room
Comfort to my dreams
Forest in moonlight
Indigo spills into night
Teal the moss aglow
Calm and soundless  
         the escapes of a beautiful scenery
                                      dormant as the Pharaoh's daughter
by the early morning dawn !

Cool starlit darkness, landscapes of subtle colors,
                                         in the softest light ...
  Sky slowly transitions
                    from deep blue to hues of pink,
                                               orange  *
                                                       ­ gold *
The air is crisp and cool, carrying the scent of dry earth
                          to your nostrils, one grain of sand at a time
                                  There is a hint of blooming desert
and like flowers it falls on you, like a long awaited rainfall (inhale)  
                                                 Evening arrives,
the dreamer,
                                 lost in a desert dream
arrives at dusk's door
Looping colors such terracotta and rustic brown
                                  Closer to the Nile the heart seeks and searches
Sacred rivers flow inside the dreamers mind,
                          soft winds blow,
and all is set,
                                      AGLOW !!!
I just saw your name
And **** what a shame
You’re still breathing
Hate you mean it
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