she wakes up.
the sun shines through her window,
the morning wind playing with her white and soft curtain.
the sun is warming her smile.
bringing back the joyous dream she just had.
about a tangerine tree in the middle of a little hill
the sun shines through her window,
the morning wind playing with her white and soft curtain.
the sun is warming her smile.
bringing back the joyous dream she just had.
about a tangerine tree in the middle of a little hill
full of shamrock.
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