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my own world
I dream of paper flowers
In a lovely woollen field
With a roof of cotton clouds
In this field I'm all alone
Protected from the truth
I lie inside my fantasy
As long as I can
I lie in side myself
Playing with woollen grasses
And picking paper flowers
The sky is always at sun set
A cover of one million reds
These reds they do not scare me
Though they have a slight resemblance of blood
The crimson sky with cotton clouds
The woollen grass with paper flowers
The though that I am safe
From the danger filled world
The thought that no one else can join my little world
I lie inside myself as long as I possibly can
Staring at the crimson sky
So far from my truth.
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