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Apr 04, 2022 12:50 pm
As I sit next to the window sill,
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             placing my head upon the cracked glass -
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               I often wonder as I look to the seas,
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                          if our world will ever -
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                               Truly be free.
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              From all pains, suffering - sorrow,
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                as well as broken tomorrows -
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            with nothing left but shattered mass,
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           which leaves me with my only escape -
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              as gentle tears flow upon my face,
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                        I close my eyes,Â
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                       imagine way up high,
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                a little white dove sailing on by -
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                          floating upon,
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                    the deep blue skys.
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                Feeling the softness wamth,
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                 through the echoing breath -
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              flowing deep upon my pearly skin.
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     Inhaling the freshness of the crispness wind,
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            sailing away through the tranquil puff.
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                     Like a gentle flower,
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                     enrapturing me,
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                 rescuing all from misery.
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              It is then - that I can truly see,
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                that I find oh so comforting.
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                 Which takes me away,
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                   to a peaceful land,
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         of one that is oh so very grand -
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            for I have been deeply touched,
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                  by the gentlest hand.
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       With tears no longer filling these eyes,
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         for I can see the most awesome light.
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         I keep on sailing amongst the skys -
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          dreaming of a much better world,
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                     for all mankind.
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             As intensity of such delight,
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         I truly embrace with all my might -
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         keep on dreaming way up high,Â
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                  the little white dove -
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                     just sailing on by.
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        Until I open these deep blue eyes.