Fly with me darling,
come take my hand.
I'll tell you of stories,
the grandest of grand.
We'll fox-trot with dawn,
dew drops on our faces.
Cling tight to our dreams,
of far away places.
No one will see us,
for who'd ever dare,
to travel to a land,
that was never really there.
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I guess I didn't actually post the comment. Whoops...
I'd dare go if you'd dare take me.
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