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Locus Amoenus Vision

Once when wandering deep in space I chanced on an idyllic place that seemed too wondrous to exist… At night with moonlight it was kissed as though with glowing beams of love. By day a star shone from above while crystal waters danced in streams. Was this a fairyland of dreams? The skies of lapis lazuli were truly beauteous to see. Forests, meadows emerald green lent sylvan lushness to the scene rife with songbirds sweetly trilling, perfumed blooms in colors thrilling, myriad marvels small and great— oh so much to appreciate! And yet the beings dwelling there barely even appeared to care, nor to grasp the fathomless worth of their heavenly planet earth… ~ Harley White

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Date: 5/22/2019 6:51:00 AM
Omg, I stopped dreaming such beautiul dreams a long time ago. Now I dream mostly English texts) Perhaps, I need to do something about that.
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Harley White
Date: 5/23/2019 8:33:00 AM
Musing and daydreaming are important to me.