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Description
Dreams are;

The lost scent
of your mother's perfume,

Brush of fur
from the squirrel you could never quite catch,

The longing for the taste of strawberries in midwinter,

That one glimpse
of what might have been a mermaid tail in the lake,

A music that lingers
long after the band has left,

The sweetest aroma of a flower
that crumples and fades with the first rays of dawn

Description
Dreams are;

The lost scent
of your mother's perfume,

Brush of fur
from the squirrel you could never quite catch,

The longing for the taste of strawberries in midwinter,

That one glimpse
of what might have been a mermaid tail in the lake,

A music that lingers
long after the band has left,

The sweetest aroma of a flower
that crumples and fades with the first rays of dawn