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Dec 2013
Project your thoughts far and high
Thoughts and demons that terrify
Let them go, just let them soar
Push them out through a cold door.
Now dream, dream all day long
Follow that dream as if in song.
Plan, discover and then dream again
Take care of your dreams like old mother hen.
And when thoughts are not what they seem
Relax and search for your favourite dream.

Thank you Sally for making me see sense.
Written by
cheryl love
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