Tis But a Dream
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Butterfly, Butterfly, floating gently by, is tis a dream
Fold my heart in your wings, heal me as you sing, a dream, a dream.
The sky, the reddening sky, danger rushing by
A crimson lotus, blooming into focus, tis must be a dream.
The heart, so kind and loving, shattered, breaking, watch it gleam
Warm tears falling, precious stones a
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