In the land behind the glass,
shadows dance with butterflies wings.
Listen, listen! A soft echo sings.
Little stars drop whispers into puddles,
where dreams swim in sunlight bubbles.
Mirthful giggles trapped in time,
beckon you to bounce with rhyme.
A rabbit hops through dew-kissed lanes,
collecting drops that hum refrains.
Will you follow?
The moon surely glows.
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