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I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies |
Gail Godwin (1937-) |
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I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity, Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind |
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I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man? |
I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man? |
I had a dream and it was fulfilled by meeting with Benny, Bjsrn and Agnetha. |
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made straight and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together. |
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I kind of like things slightly out of tune. It makes me feel... intoxicated almost... but in a good way. Like I'm at a carnival in a dream. Not sure that makes sense, but I do have pretty good pitch recognition. I see colors for different key signatures, notes, etc. |
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