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Diary of my dreams
golden harp, treasured soul
thank you for drying my tears
when I am loosing control
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In our private cloud
devious secrets we share
with your lullaby, safer I feel
and all my shadows disappear
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Dear sis, wild velvet heart
I cherish every second, every word...
Your hilarious wind and wise glow
inspire me to fly high wherever I go
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In a quirky world we found each other
maybe it was meant to be...
You make me proud, you make it worth
moon and star forever we will be.
© Christina Philipe