Angel Red, Contributor

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If I had a bag of dream dust

I’d try to spread it around the world on a gust

I’d make clouds of splendid elegance

And finally learn how to dance

Because if I had a bag of dream dust

I’d fly to my past to make thing just

I’d sprinkle happiness on my old life

And hope to never take up that knife

Because if I had that bag of dream dust

I’d make myself a happy clutz

I’d do it because that’s all I’ve wanted to be

And it looks like now I have ran out of dream dust