Take me to the place where the darkness cannot follow
Where the stories are full of happiness and never sorrow
Where pockets are filled with wealth and never hollow
The rich and the poor equal, none cursed to borrow
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Take me to the place where wishes are horses and riders are plenty
Where lovers can love without feeling empty
And our dreams are no longer buried in a grave of pity
Full of life yet, dead to reality
Take me to the place of my first love
In her bossom I'll find peace and solace enough
Much better than hatred and scoff
As found in a life without love
©alexis
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