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About This Poem
I dream of a great and distant place
I dream of a great and distant place
It is mine, only I hold the key
There are many fears I have to face
Meadow, temple, goddess of grace
Wending brook, glittering tree
I dream of a great and distant place
It becomes vague, it is now a trace
So very far, so very hard to see
There are many fears I have to face
Falling into my city's warm embrace
Take me away, hear my plea
I dream of a great and distance place
To these enchanted thoughts I race
From the staleness of now I flee
There are many fears I have to face
With a breath it will vanish, in a second erase
Once more I feel a cold pull inside me
I dream of a great and distant place
There are many fears I have to face
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