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Walking through the shadows
of my lovely dreams,
I reached a place called 'Home'.
Near a crystalline stream.

Woke up and realized
I'm still away from home.
But happiness is 'HOMEmade',
sealed and packed in love foam.

Now I'm walking through the shadows
of my lonely reality.
ANd I've got nothing but
memories of sweet melody.




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