It's just a dream...
To the few who still do.
There’s a river in the mountain, pond trickle’s down the stream. In the morn’n, it’s all adorn’d, from the dew and the Sun’s gleam. It’s just a dream... It’s just a dream, nothing so perfect, just a dream.
The sunlight peaks the mountain, in the river beds of clay. The cool water touches my skin, on this bright fictitious day. It’s just a dream... It’s just a dream, nothing so real, just a dream.
(2013)
Nothing so perfect exists in the world today, if any a place does exist, somewhere so peaceful, tranquil, and untouched it's in the mind.
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