A house in the peaks
A window full wide
Attached in the wall
A mattress in the wall
A room so cozy
Either big or small
Fireplace in the centre
A cup of coffee
And book in the hand
The thoughts could run
Walk or fly high
But my wishes remain alive
And my heart never die
The nature be at its best
Forget everything rest
Because its the dream
And reality is going to arrest…….
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