We all have dreams, let's keep on chasing
If you want to fly, leave your worries behind
Whatever comes in our way, let's all be safe
What goes up comes down, let's not be broken parts
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The scent of honeysuckle,
Drugging the twilight
With its sweet opiate of lovers' dreams!
The last red glow of the setting sun
On the red brick wall
Of the neighboring house,
And the scramble of red roses over it!