In my dream last night
In my eye you are my first sight
You keep my hand
To go to the land
I like your eyes
because it is very nice
I'm laughing
because you tell something
I touch your face
I love appears
I think you are my someone
because in my heart you are the one
You give me flowers
I say to you thanks
My mother say wake up
So my dream is stop.
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