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I see a dream.

 The mountains that I can see,  from my orange factory ,

There is a tree that doesn't sway, draw a black line.

It makes round and round my head　tremendously.

A ruler and a steelyard are placed on the desk.

There is a big window,

My favorite star poster on it,

light comes from the gap.

The TV shows a salad of spinach and macaroni.

The road is outside and the car runs.

I see a dream.

but the dreams in the notepad have no sound,

breathe and live.

Only the words of compliment and the surface of the water are shining.

Cloudy tea swims in the sky.

Crunchy like a frog, go back and forth through the titanium clouds,

and I breathe at the last minute.

And some maple leaves are overflowing in sky,

that red sticks to white and white the blue sky.

I got to the rock of the clouds and from there my heart just shines when they meets.

And a blessing to heaven, and sleep.

To the futon melted in the sunset.