When a dream dies you go into a coma or an illusion, not cry bury nor resurrected, and never give up for lost the game, believe in you and even hurt the wounds heal, to come to life today to fetch and kisses life smells of jasmine, freshly bathed this morning the sun has brought to invite you to live, and see that you can fly, and all you get and see that there is no pain, today I get to be happy if the tears will cloud vision and heart, make a water transfer to fear, spit, and if you believe in oblivion, anesthesia love a bad choice but there is no greater solitude leaves into your soul a breeze threw the questions and alleviate your bad, that's worth dying of laughter when a dream dies is because it has become real. the stars in the sky are only crumbs left us our dreams to find the way and not lose to the land of oz, inhabited by the enthusiasm and your body is really the wind and now you can smile because you get to be happy today!
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