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Flying High Free with My Dreams Stanley Loh, March 23, 2025 Verse 1 My dreams are free like the swaying oak trees, The breeze dances with the frolicking leaves, Like in a trance the acorns fall through the air, And the squirrels chatter and fight to compare, The bees will follow, the chickadee’s keen, They’re chirping about where my dreams might have been. Chorus Flying high free with my dreams, Oh dreams are free when I think I’m in love, Each way I turn I shall free the peaceful dove, Flying high free with my dreams, Oh dreams are free when I think I’m in love, Verse 2 The singing pines craft each line offering choice, From a hundred and two lines from heart to my voice! I see her face in every chapter each night, Her beauty drives through all my passion-filled mind, I pledge my love with each breath, and each thought And soon I reach the top of the mountain I sought. Repeat Chorus
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