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A Glimpse Of Paridise

A GLIMPSE OF PARADISE PARADISE IS CALM AND PEACEFUL A PLACE THAT HAS NO PAIN SADNESS HAS NO FACE HERE EVIL HAS NO GAIN STANDING ON A SHADED HILL THE TREES ARE BRIGHT AND BOLD COLORS DANCING IN THE AIR TOO MANY TO BEHOLD NEARBY THERE’S A RIVER THAT’S SHIMMERING IN GOLD AND IN IT SWIMS A TALKING FISH FROM PROPHECIES OF OLD IT KNOWS OF MANY STORIES AND IT TELLS ME MANY TALES IT TALKS OF LOFTY GLORIES AND LEAVES OUT ALL THE FAILS AND BY THE RIVER A TREE WHOSE MANY ROOTS RUN DEEP THEY TANGLE THROUGH THE FERTILE SOIL WHERE MAGIC CREATURES CREEP AND ON THIS TREE THERE GROWS A FRUIT WHOSE MEAT IS SWEET AND GOOD TO EAT IT MAKES YOU KNOW THE THINGS YOU NEVER UNDERSTOOD AND BY THE TREE A WINDING PATH THAT WANDERS THROUGH THE WOOD IT TAKES YOU TO A SILVER GATE TO ENTER THERE IS GOOD AND ON THE OTHER SIDE A GLADE A PLACE WERE RAINBOWS HIGH ARE MADE THEY RISE UP FROM A CRYSTAL POOL WITH COLORS BRIGHTER THAN A JEWEL I WALK UPON A RAINBOW'S EDGE I’M CLIMBING VERY HIGH I JUMP OFF FROM ITS HIGHEST LEDGE AND FLOAT WERE ANGELS FLY LIKE A SNOWFLAKE DESCENDING OR SO IT MAY SEEM LIKE THE WING OF A DOVE THROUGH A BEAUTIFUL DREAM MY FALL SLOW DESCENDING LIKE LOVE NEVER-ENDING MY THOUGHTS ARE SO SEEMING I FEEL LIKE I’M DREAMING AND IF THERE IS FEAR THERE'S NONE OF IT HERE THE JUDGEMENT IS GONE FOR HERE, THERE’S NO WRONG I LAND BY A SEA WHERE THE LONGBOATS DO SAIL THEY BECKON TO ME LIKE A COLD GLASS OF ALE COME WANDER WITH US THEY SAY WITH A SMILE WE’LL SING HAPPY SONGS AS WE SAIL BY THE MILE THE SUNSETS ARE BRIGHT THEY LIGHT UP THE NIGHT COME WANDER WITH US IN TIMELESS DELIGHT SO THIS IS PARADISE A NICE PLACE TO BE AND WHEN YOU ARE READY COME WANDER WITH ME.

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