The real magic dragon

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    The real magic dragon

    Puff puff bring on the magic

    Don't leave me here

    Colors come alive, vibrant

    Sharpen my senses, dial me in

    And the music Oh the music

    My feet carry me across the floor

    Swaying, turning, moving

    Jackie Paper is growing old

    Like wine Red red wine

    I'm frozen in time

    Puff, puff I break free

    Soaring about the clouds

    And the music Oh the music

    Take me away, far away

    Don't let the world in

    Keep them at bay

    Mary Jane, Mary Jane

    I know your name

    Don't leave me here

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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