All in the name of a dream,
To a paradise filled with love,
Came the most beautiful girl in the world,
With the touch of a feathered dove.

Flair skipped and danced in the breezy air
With Semolina, love and glee,
She twirled around with floaty hair,
But still she wasn't free.

Her emotions dripped on her wings,
With the overwhelming feel of joy,
But it was to late to turn back,
The forest was destroyed.

( by Georja Busetto )
 
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