The way you used to feel, when you didn't know if it was all real. Always with a world you picture to see, where everyone's running free. No war just happiness consumed by the suns light, to see all the wrongs and one day make a right. To do something new, to see the sky is truly white and blue. A place without hate, where the living all can relate. A true paradise, almost as transparent as ice. Melting away with your dreams, burning with the world's painful screams. The world that was foretold, sold out with lies and gold. All for lustful intent, left in a world where no one wants to repent. This is the world that be, always home to me.
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