I was a young girl who dreamt of far away places.
I was a witch, a scholar, a dreamer and a poet doing tarot readings in my room until I thought of you.
And my future blended very well with yours.
And to get to the point of the subject,
You are my far away place; my subtly sweet escape;
And as I thought about you,
my dreams were made into stars as I wished
that you would stay mine forever.
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