TITLE : MY DREAM MIGHT COME TRUE
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Tonight, your vision came to me like a prophecy,
Dictating to me my future
Spelling out my treasure in your pleasure
The gods of my ancestors spoke of this native deity
Her stunning beauty defined my sweet dream
Fighting off my constant night mare
I saw the sun smile at me for the first time
And the moon sat down to play its flute
Singing to the tune of your wisdom
You are like a breeze of a fresh start
Fuelling passion in me for a perfect stranger
I must ask, are you nature or its...