"The swirling of dresses,
the scuffing of shoes-
"Should my hair be in tresses?"
"What tie do I choose?"-..."Only The Music
"Land of dreams, cloaked in grey,
Rise again at dawn of day-
Thy new birth has come to pass,
Land of dreams, now shattered glass-..."Shattered Glass
"Smoke fills the room,
with castles in the air-
I weave them all upon a silver loom,
look up if you dare-..."|
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