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Paradise


I dream of a city.

A city that is a perfect place.

People helping others instead of giving pity.

People everywhere! All happy filled with grace.

 

A place where cops would not abuse their power.

They would give people a hand,

While getting paid by the hour.

If only this could be planned.

 

A  world that has ended world hunger.

People would be given homes,

Without anyone looking to plunder.

Saving the planet before we live under a dome.

 

People believing in any religion without getting killed.

No more terrorist groups, only allies.

Hopefully this could be fulfilled.

If fulfilled together we all rise.

 

A world that you're not discriminated by race,
Not being judged wrongly by the color of your skin.

Forgetting about the horrible past without a trace.

To make this dream become real where would we begin?

 
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