Blueberry Hill

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Through the formless gates
of the city with no walls,
she finally appeared.

In this dream, I was the king,
and she was my blueberry queen.
At dawn, she smiled at me, then
gave me the sun. Suddenly,
the city started to shake
and I started to burn.

Awoken by the rose pink light
of day, it dawned on me that
the lady of my sweet dreams
was a princess from a place
called Faraway.

Nevertheless, I shall see her
flawless face again. Tonight,
I will lay down on Blueberry Hill,
blink twice, and fall asleep.

Again.

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