| in dreams you're mine all of the time |
[26 May 2011|12:35pm] |
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A candy-colored clown they call the sandman tiptoes to my room every night, just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper, "Go to sleep. Everything is alright." I close my eyes, then I drift away into the magic night. I softly say a silent prayer, like dreamers do.
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