In Shakespeare dreams
When I consider how i spent my life
In darknes or in thunderstorm
With sometimes sun on lovely days
And how I felt the sun is shining warm
With you so close just in my arms
There is a warm wind blowing through
My mind and I enjoy what happened
Sharing dreams of getting old
With books and love the wonder
No one has expected changed the life
Not knowing yet what it is or will be
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