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Reverie | ||
| In my comfy rocking chair I can get ideas to spare. Listening to music soft I can send my soul aloft. I can write a daily verse And my daily plans rehearse. 'Tis a blessing I can be In my daily reverie! All distraction well ignore, So I can my thoughts explore. Tis a time of quiet rest So that I can dream the best. | ||
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