Once upon a time, in a land of Dreams, I was on a cloud. Travelling like Aladdin on his magic carpet. The stars were like little fireballs, and the birds like horses in the sky. I stopped by the moon to collect moon dust. And sprinkled some on myself. And in the darkest night, the moon dust sparkled on me, making a child far, far beneath the clouds, sitting at a windowsill still sad, stare up with hope, and wish upon the falling star, calling it his wish-granting shooting star, as I fly across the night sky, on the carpet of clouds.
- Suranya