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June 30, 2011
Flecks of color pepper the land
Bright petals of astonishing vibrancy
Melt into lush meadows and flowing hills
Soft, comforting carpets of elegant emerald blades

A single stream of glass trickles forward
Caressing the banks on which I ease
Underneath an ever expansive velvet sky
Bejeweled by flies with wings of flame

A lonely tree of oak stands regally
An eternity has passed beneath its boughs
Though its reign is one of peacefulness
And contentment rests at its right hand

And yet, this place, it is not fake
No hidden magics conceal its face
But it is a world only dreamers dare
Hate and ignorance are not welcome here





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