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Utopian Playland
a place of peace where toys are still fun and adults can still play. Where play is okay and toy soldeirs run everything. Where the government is not corrupt. Where anything can happen. Where everyone lives in harmony and robots do the work. Where wars are obsolete and pain is rare. Where we live in a utopian playland this poem is part of my Toy Soldier Mission To a Utopian Playland!
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