Sometimes in my dreams
I search for a land
Of calmness and peace,
Where no one regrets,
Where waters are deep
And mountains are high,
Where broken belief
Comes back to this life,
Where fear's not a wall
On one's winding way,
Where none has a goal
To strike one ashamed.
And then I wake up,
Surrounded by chill,
Among mindless shouts,
That hurt and don't heal,
And I call in mind
The land from my dreams,
Where thoughts are so high
And meaning's so deep.
A land from my dreams
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