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In my wildest dreams, I


In my wildest dreams, I think of the sun warming

the hearts and the sea

that fills the thirst of love and justice.

I wish there are no more wars, no more tears, no more screaming and no more tears!

There will be just beautiful  gardens filled with flowers like, roses, daisies 

and lilles arranged with colors and different perfumes.

Love and forgiveness: what delight!

I see myself paying attention to love and forgiveness

There would be less abandoned children

There would be only cozy fireplaces where you can take refuge

mutual aid will reign among people and religion

All living things are in harmony!

The softness of the reconciliation would flit to people like birds flying

from flower to flower and go to the top of the mountains,

where the sun warms us and gives us of  its slendor.

Yes! in my wildest dreams, I  wish and want a better world,

where reigns love and respect.

Ideally crimes are sollicitors , the assumed personal responsability and damage repaired,

so that there will be no more children or women abused, denigrated in their innocence and beauty.

finally in my best dreams, wish all mankind to transform their purety, wish would result in universal

rebirth.

It is forward but without illusion, I think of those dreams and

I wish fervently that they become reality.

For that to happen, the world needs to change.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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