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Across the lake, the river,
Racing rivulets,
Waves of innocence, peace and
Hope

Wishing of the land of no err, the land of the
Divine
The true love affair is with this kingdom,
Or perhaps empire?

I shall reunite with my object of affection, the
Focus of my romance
I always hope to remain in the sweet green pastures

If only it were real.

I say with closed lids and closed dreams.

Very sweet poem, nice visions

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