Dancing in a dream to excite this sound.
Endlessly drifting all around.
Seeking this desire forbidden and told.
The purity of one that can never grow old.
It is here that I find what love could be.
If and when, shall it come to me?
Is this one I must choose.
For if so there is much to loose.
A spirit so high, an angel waiting to be born.
Could this be, for I wish not to be torn.
Listening to this lovely dream.
Hoping real all that may seem.
Endlessly I drift hopes set high.
Don't let this one be another lie.
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