The muses dance around with me
on the edge of my pillow.
on the edge of my pillow.
The edge, in the sun:
My most blissful dreams.
My most blissful dreams.
I get a thrill
Feeling how marvellous it is
To be alive
and Thinking
I might be so easily forgotten
When I die.
Feeling how marvellous it is
To be alive
and Thinking
I might be so easily forgotten
When I die.
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