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by Ashelin Mar 24, 2005 category : Nature, environment / nature
In the dark Of my room I disembark From this gloom I dream of forests Ever green Little birds in their nests Beauty, only I have seen Beautiful flowers Always bloom I wish to stay for hours But I must leave soon I awake From my slumber A new day I have to make I sit in bed and begin to wonder Thinking of a way for my dream to be told But stop knowing, it will never unfold