At the Door of My Dream

 

For greeting me at the door of my dream,

Reading my will a company, and team,

Singing a song praising thee,

For following through being true, you.

I reach for the knob falling into sky,

Floating on air floating by bye,

Ascendingly falling soaring flying free,

Smiling for being art baby bee.

For greeting me at the door of my dream,  

Reading my will, a company, a team.  

Singing a song, praising thee,  

For following through, being true, you see.

I reach for the light, sparking the sky,  

Floating on air, as I drift on high.  

Ascendingly falling, soaring so you,  

Loving, I am, art, baby, blue.

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My joyful embrace in freedom and the dreamlike journey, where I soar into the sky. 

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