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Where I live, fairies still fly. Dragons soar the skies, and the morning mist turns light into rainbows.
Where I live, dreams are never far from reality. Dancing on the border of daylight and darkness, I write down what I see, what I hear, what turns my soul and burns my flesh.
Where I live, nightmares are never far from fairytales.
Born on a Sunday morning, I am a child of lazy days and lustruos nights. Laughter is never far from my lips, pleasure is never far from my touch.
Take my hand, come with me. Run by my side to the other side, to the dark side of the moon, into the darkness, where butterflies flutter as the wolves cry into the souls of all those who were born for this.
For the lazy Sunday mornings when all you have to do is close your eyes, and dream.