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Come to Live the Dreams of Yesteryear

Sleep is weaving dreams of epic days of yore
When adventure would wait from shore to shore.          
The purity of land and oceans deep, was crystals
Gems of  light and mysteries would vale the mist of
Night.

Songs would whisper love and give fair maidens
enticing circumstance,
the enchanting dance would lure romance,
in the glow of soft moonlight.
The sleeping forest would wake to hold the sight.

Kingdoms rise and fall, Chivalry stood wise and tall.
The wild held mysteries that intrigue the books of 
Royal noble histories, past all living memories 

So In these dreams grows freedoms, love and vibrant past
The recall the echoes of the nightly task that clearly last
So sleep in dreams of yesteryear, and free those adventurous
Seeking tears, and soothe the heart of silent fears...
Yes!  Come to live the dreams of yesteryear...

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