A hill near the water so tranquil and clear,
a gentle breeze blowing tickles my ear,
green grass soft as goose’s down,
coaxes me to nap as I lie down,
and so I drift off into my dream,
I meet you there our faces beam,
alone together in our own privet place,
our love transcends all time and space,
this all may be just fun and games,
but when I awake our love will be the same.















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"Work does not become art until it delights ones's mind, body, or spirit." -kmsgameboy
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"Work does not become art until it delights ones's mind, body, or spirit." -kmsgameboy
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