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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

castle on a cloud

there is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
arent any floors for me to sleep
not in my castle on a cloud

there is a room thats full of toys
there are a hundred boys and girls
nobody shouts or talks to loud
not in my castle on a cloud

there is a lady all in white
holds me and sings a lullaby
shes nice to see, and shes soft to touch
she says:
Cosette. I love you very much

I know a place were no ones lost
I know a place where no one cries
crying at all is not allowed
not in my castle on a cloud

From Les Miserables

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