Where You'Ll Find Me
I'm always dreamt of a place somewhere far away,
A place where there is no difference between night or day,
A place when there is no wrong, where different is ok,
A place where the flowers bloom from November till late may,
Beacuse difference is like blades of grass, that whither away in the cold,
Difference is a pot of clay that you have to mold,
People seem to hate difference, they close there eyes and ears,
Bringing those who are called "difference" to desperate cries and tears,
I want to go to a place where clouds cover the sky,
Where nothing is ever dark and the sun is always nigh,
Where kids flock by the dozens,
And animals run free,
If that place exists,
Then that's where you'll find me.
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