ENTIRE WORLD IS MY IMAGINATION AND FRAGILE AS A PIECE OF GLASS
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The heart of hers

The heart of hers
Goes up a beat.
Her eyes are closed
She dreams a bit.
In dreams of hers
A life she lives,
All fights and quarrels
Behind she leaves!
And there she’s free
To love and care,
And signs of spring
Are here and there.
So fine and fit
It all would seem,
She dreams a bit-
It’s all a dream!


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