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when
I am elsewhere dreaming
twinkle
it star little
here
we're all up
you
are further than far
sleepy
in such distances
among
a fall of leaves
and
millimeter met
with
all the weary track
on
the way
but
why?
go
on
little
bird bright wake us
sun
be up to tricks
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