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Dream


As I lie here awake, unable to sleep, I imagine a world where Hunger and poverty are a think in the past, and children in Africa No longer have to fear the rain or run from the cold. When standing by the ocean, or maybe even a lake, the water is clear and air is fresh. Everyone can wake up to sunshine, and birds sing peacefully. People dancing in rain and are no longer chained by the raptures of life. Fear and terror no long live when you lie down at night, everyone can lay at ease and not fear tomorrow's unknown.
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