my dream

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    my dream



    the sun wakes me from my dream a dream of love and peace of no more fighting nor war green fileds of passion for all man always having fun with family and friends not freaing the dark of night only hearing shots of fireworks in the sky so high so blue so true everyone finding everything they ever wanted clean streets safe houes for all childern parents watching there little ones grow from small seed to great giant red wood trees the vast oceans free from all toxins so as i fully wake and see that the bless i was dreaming of had come true but only if i did my part to make it so..do you dream of a perfect world only to wake to a world nothing like your own dreams..the world is what you make it so please help make it a reality and just not a fantasy of a dream....hope is always there

    by kinroc-star

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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