The second world
In this world all i see
are mountains and river streams
In this world all i do is run around
in this world to no one am i bound
this world is all i need
in this world im not another mouth to feed
this world is mine and it is yours
this is a beautiful place without wars
one day this world will be real
and that day you will know what i feel
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