I think myself awake when I dream
Of the vivid visions of the world
I am in – as I have never been;
Of the fleeting faces of the crowd
I see – as I have never seen.
In the Forest of Arden
I dream alive, today, again.
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I think myself awake when I dream
Of the vivid visions of the world
I am in – as I have never been;
Of the fleeting faces of the crowd
I see – as I have never seen.
In the Forest of Arden
I dream alive, today, again.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
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