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I dreamt of a place,
On top of a snowdrop.
So small yet so big,
Like my heart.
I dared to hope,
You cant hold her,
She slips through fingers ,
Liquid but thougher,
Flies like droplets.
She is a cruel mistress,
In and out of you,
You cant hold her,
She slips through fingers ,
Liquid but thougher,
Flies like droplets.
She is a cruel mistress,
In and out of you,
Fifth star from the right one,
In the direction you want.
There must be a girl
With hair blending to the sky,
Skin like milky way,
Galaxies in her eyes,
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