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The Dreamer
To walk in air so rare in a place so fair I finally cry There are things inside me so cheated of the sunlight So powerful they must stay in control, so me they bleed There is a beautiful explosion within, walking a wire To run again and feel the wind is forever gone It will never be All I am is within I am without I will know who I am when who you see is me What a rare thing it is to know I can never hide What a special moment To see in your eyes To hear in your words To feel in your touch That you truly know me
© Paul Viel 2002
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