Sunlight is a hopeful beacon, beaconing to its subjects with a song of undying peace
night darkens my disposition with its fearful glare
A cozy apple pie, tickles my nostrils,
its sweetness licking against itself on the surface of my tongue
brightness of rainbows, smiling across the sky
as the coolness of rain patters against my face
songs of birds twinkling softly
their song flutters in my heart,
throbbing softly, peacefully
The solace and strength of David
finding the desire to visit this lonely,
Cambridge residence
but the night is not full of fear,
full of happiness and lively dreaming
The flowers call for my gaze
but their sweet aroma,
aint strong enough to keep hold of my searching mind
because of the captivation,
I so easily fall subject to-
Hold your horses!
The wild beasts of ferocity and freedom
cuddling with that which they despise
Leaping across the vast horizon,
failing to find purpose in their lengthened journey
plume had undaunted capacity
to carry on, continuing through this disheartening
dream
This dream will never end,
keeping a hold of its obscure victim
a fearful cry of hopefulness
The stands applaud, beholding their hero of opposition
Je rêverai toujours et ne jamais se réveiller
the wind cries its agreement, apologies and support
Scattering the sun, along a darkened passage of decay-
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