Place Of Golden Streets
By Cwm
*CWM dreaming* There is a place, I dream of golden streets, all children here, shall no longer weep, a place, where joy and promise's are always kept, the mystical magice is felt, as we walk up the steps. Bravo! For this gloriuos land of peace, there seems even hope, for the middle east! Violence ending, hearts repaired, as loin's cry, together , today, I feel we would never die, reason to live, closure, walking with pride! The Butterfly beyond my eye, will freely soar, the Wovles would not seek any prey to devour and the Lion, though peaceful would still roar, everyone comes together, a sight, I do adore!!! The air is refreshingly clean and beautiful here, everyone is so close, hearts all feeling near, life without any worry, pain, without fear, extreme happiness, only joyous tears! Walking up to our great final stage, a holy greeting, is waiting to be engage, a land of composure, what's the sense of rage? In my dream, this is life, after we turn the page. ~CWMJust random thoughts, from yesterday. In my dream. ~CWM Written April 5th, 2002 © on Apr 05 2002 02:59 AM PST 0 • 9 • 12
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