October 6, 2026
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A Strange Dream

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A Strange Dream

I was dreaming,
and it was scary,
I was gleaming,
and there was a fairy.
She was shining,
in the sun,
She was dancing,
and having fun.
Then all turned black,
I was screaming,
My senses were going slack,
Only, then I was dreaming.

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