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Lemonade
Your world is over there
Between an old acacia tree,
A cloud
And that treehouse.
It cannot be found in a dream...
Or even in reality...
It must be created and felt in the heart.
Your world is full of magic
Which awaits you...
It just asks that you don't drink the
Coolaid and
Instead make your own
Lemonade.
Your world is over there...
Near an old piano
And a little flea...
It asks you to jump towards it... Not
Flee away in fright.
Your world is over there...
Through that window
And hopping through the meadow...
It asks you to chase your own rainbows
And treasure your own pots of gold...
Dig holes and plant trees
For tree houses -
Build sandcastles
And habitats for fairies...
Your world is over there...
Accessible only to you...
Drink homemade lemonade and
Dance dances to create
rain.
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