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| This is my dreamland... where coffee is free, and poetry comes with good music. |
| Come with me to my special haven... |
| Enjoy a cup of coffee. [and jump from cloud to cloud without spilling a cup of espresso...] 
Know about music that really rocks. | [and dance, bang your head around and sing on the top of your voice without worrying of breaking someone else's eardrums...] 
Read the best lines only the human soul can speak of. | [and sit in your own little nook, with head on hands, as the imagination flies to nowhere...] |
| Rare are the times when the mind and the heart speak as one. When they do, it is what I call a perfectly weaved dream. |
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