Her fabulous invention,
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What strange imagination shown
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The glorious intentions,
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A sea of doubt beneath her own
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"You're not the first to dream this little girl,
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You know it's never happened once in this world
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It never crossed my mind
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That one so young could hope to find
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A power greater than my own..."
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She never did what they told her to,
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They'll never see her dream come true
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The edge of revelation,
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Believing all the stories told
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A final moment taken
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Before this story's end unfolds
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"You're not the first to dream this, little girl
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You know it's never happened once in this whole wide world
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It never crossed our mind
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That one so young could hope to find
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A power greater than our own..."
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She never did what they told her to
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They'll never see her dream come true
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Now she flies over clouds in twilight skies
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Nothing to bind her, no one will find her this high
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Far above the rainy weather
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All plans have come together
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And for the first time she feels just fine
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The Dream
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| The Birthday Massacre |
