Thoughts of a Mane quine

I  was member of a world of Dream
Where you can find happiness here
Pain, sorrow, regret, isn’t its thing
Only games with Sincerity
Pure like innocent heart of wind
She is our Queen of all smiles
She is the royal of kind styles
She’s the drifter of all pain away
But I realized in all fascinating times
Everything is just a dream forever
I am living in all affection
Representing all the eye’s attention
It’s a world of false precaution
Our souls should keep in motion
She is my controller
I’m just her mane quine
Her mane quine, Her mane quine
She’s our saint, she’s our queen
To the next round, your majesty.

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