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The book of my fantasy


The book of my fantasy is a beautiful place,

people laughing and smiling on every single page.

Not a single person has an ache in their heart,

and everyone's happy, with a good, fresh start.

The streets are all clean, not a flaw in their wear,

and happy, cute, couples run around without a care.

There's no one to lie, to steal, or to cheat, 

we all spend a day in glorious summer heat.

And at the end of the day, when all's said and done,

We're all happy people, without a care- not one. 

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