Wonder how she links
All lives were a bardon to adapt
Now she knows her over slept
Use her frequency to explore
On a hot day or her windy shore
She went to her dream
Where her dream was a broken glass
She sat up her dream
Where she walks on a glowing grass
Left her mirror besides
Where her mind was taking sides
Now she knows when she is over slept
Where sleepless people were never wept
All lives were her bardon to adapt
Where sleepless people were never kept
She pulled up her mirror back
To see through her pain's sack
Leave her to dissolve her past
Where anxiety will not last
Now she went back to her dream
To throw away all broken glass
To throw away all glowing grass
To start her rainbow dark mass
All she lives for was taken
Wisdom in her was shaken
Littering chaos was her making
Now she painted her dream black
Now she throw her mirror back
She is on fire when others hack
Her secret pass to her baking
Use her frequency to explore
On a hot day or a windy shore
That been said that she only store
Her mirror with a dark frame to explore
Now she went back to her dream
Where her dream was a loud mass
Where a mass woke up glowing grass
Where grass wiped away all broken glass
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