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You look outside the window This is something you will never outrgrow See the birds fly high Let out that mesmerized sigh Close your eyes and see A world full of fantasy A place of solitude Something that is often pursued Wolves run through the trees Dragons fly in the breeze There is no such thing as "popular" Those people are just to bitter Here you can dream of wonderful places And beautiful faces But soon all things happy come to an end This isn't some permanent trend Pools of dreamy blue eyes open Only to hear nasty things spoken People look at you and see Someone that is off key Your a daydreamer A love,peace, and h