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CashMy life is a Dream
by Chris Dans
My life is dream I wake up and say hello to the trees and bees.
I drop down to my knees..wondering what will pop up inside my head.
I get the feeling I can't go back to bed. I walk out to a world of mine.
I have this one line.....stuck inside my head. I see the font of which
I write. I have to try with all my might... to see the golden path.
But all I see is the path in front of me as I walk this empty place.
I let my knowledge go to waste...I try the food but I can not taste.
Everything does not paste....like the falls that can not waste.
As I head to sleep I see the darkness in front of me. I close my eyes
and realize....
My life is a dream.
by Chris Dans
My life is dream I wake up and say hello to the trees and bees.
I drop down to my knees..wondering what will pop up inside my head.
I get the feeling I can't go back to bed. I walk out to a world of mine.
I have this one line.....stuck inside my head. I see the font of which
I write. I have to try with all my might... to see the golden path.
But all I see is the path in front of me as I walk this empty place.
I let my knowledge go to waste...I try the food but I can not taste.
Everything does not paste....like the falls that can not waste.
As I head to sleep I see the darkness in front of me. I close my eyes
and realize....
My life is a dream.
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