POEM | Where Things Are Free

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Well, I wonder how things could be
If there’s a universe where things are free
No more wars, hatred and catastrophes
I imagine living like a beautiful tree

The love of the sun is enough to live
And the light of the moon will guide our feet
A welcoming air through window from a sleep
I dream to live where there’s more to give

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