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Take me to the place of my dreams |
| Take me to the place of my dreams, a garden where nightingales sing, where roses and hyacinths bloom beside fountains of fresh water, and honey bees sing their sweet tune. I want to walk through verdant forests, among the giant redwood trees, listening to the chant of the breeze, intoning Mother Earth's gratitude for the blessing of the Almighty. Line Count: 10 |