December 22, 2008
By someday931 SILVER, Redmond, Washington
someday931 SILVER, Redmond, Washington
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I live in a land that cultivates fruit when we necessitate it
I survive in a land where people are as magnanimous as god
I subsist in a land that doesn’t differentiate any people no matter they’re gender, race, or religion
I exist in a land where you are never erroneous
I live in a land that has no sovereign
I reside in a land which is the last serene place in the world
This land is called my imagination
And in my imagination, nothing is capable of going wrong

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