Dreams... Sunshine creeping, Wind is weeping. Arid rainstorm, Wakes my sleeping, Moonshine blinding, Spirits finding Ways to walk roads, Long and winding Trees are screaming, Out their meaning, Reaching out, To souls of dreaming Thunderous rush, Sense the hush, Lightning strikes, The earth so lush Catch the fire, With strange desire, Walk the earth, On #lifes high wire
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