I saw a dream in the wee hours of morning
Flying high in the sky speeding towards heaven
Not the heaven that exists beyond the terrestrial
My destination was the garden that was real
Nestled in the mountains whose summits were frozen
To be there and lost, my heart had chosen
I told you my dream and what my heart has desired
Lets be there and do whatever is required
My heart leaped abound that it may happen
I spent time with you in my fantastic heaven
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