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Dreams are meant to be
๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ โ๐๐๐. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐โฆ
My Little Dream
My little dreamโฃโฃโจโฃWhispers in the morningโฃ โPlease make time for me,โฃโฃโจJust a little moment,โฃโฃโจโฃWhile you have a cup of tea.โโฃโฃ
Iโve learned to rather observe than seek
Sometimes sunshine and rain collaborate to create a rainbowโจEach time they do itโs a fantastic sight
๐ Stop for a moment, while the Earth spins ๐
Stop for a moment, while the Earth spins.โจReflect on our presence,โจAnd footprints that remain.