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I am a seller.
A seller of dreams
My dreams can be all sorts of things.

Soft and wonderful,
Warm and true.
My dreams can Never,
ever hurt you.

 Just call to me
sprinkle some sand
I will take you Into dreamland.

Hard and harsh
Bright and cold.
Those kind of dreams have to be told.

For those dreams
I just might,
Take you away.
Not too far, nor too fast

Those dreams never last
just as long as you have your path.

I am a seller
    A seller of dreams.

Blessed be my friends

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