They are not airplanes but fish in the sky they are not fish but clouds in the river
They are not clouds but horses that dance they are not horses but angels around us
There is no sun on the mountain only an orange taken from the basket it is not an orange that glows but the sun hung from a tree
There is no light or darkness only fairy tales and dreams there are no dreams unless you imagine in tangerine
There is no night just a black stain there is no stain only unhealed pain that remains
There is no pain if you twirl your hair there is no wound if you dance and dare
There are no dolphins but mermaids on high they are not mermaids but cupids who spy
There is no riddle only earth’s gentle song there is no song only lullabies from the swan
There is no heart but a fallen leaf stolen by love not a thief
There is no thief but a chance to shine carve innocent smiles nurtured by time
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