Life is a dream - that knows no shade. Life is a dream - of pain and woe. A dream from which - we pray to wake. A dream from which - we wake and go. Who would sleep - when the new dawn waits? Who would sleep - when the sweet wind blows? A dream must end - when the new day comes. This dream from which - we wake and go.
— Jan 24, 2014 08:11PM
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