I sit upon my golden bed, I stare into my rattled head. Visions of another world appears, I fear the end may soon be near. Gnomes, fairies, and little green men, They danced with me when I was ten. I once loved a man, so sweet, He bowed before me and kissed my feet. Unexpectedly he disappeared beyond the clouds so high, So, for now, I sit upon the stars that fly.
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