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Waters of Dreams

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The conscience of my soul scarlet light sunset

with the herons that shake the willows

in shadows that we dance horizon ever bright

dipping oars into the waters of dreams

whispering the music of my soul's glee

as the moon is sailing upon the tide

listening to sounds of yesterday's nightingales

perched in the trees of the thistle glow

hanging a star on a string with poetry

dipping oars into the waters of dreams

Written by Adagio
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