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Come Muse with Me
Come muse with me if you dare;
Where it matters not who you are;
To a place free of debates and politics;
A place with no room for philosophical lunatics.
Come muse with me if you dare;
About a place of no flare but care;
A place of purity and unpolluted air;
A place where worries are not allowed.
Come muse with me if you dare;
About a place where mortals stop and stare;
Where sorrows and tears have disappeared;
Where there is nothing we ever need to fear.
Come muse with me if you dare;
Where humans no longer take but only share;
Where nature's corruptible has been redeemed;
Where creation's destructible is no longer seen.
Come muse with me if you dare;
To a land void of UFOs and time tunnels
Where there are no black holes or cloud funnels;
Where all such mysteries have been put to rest,
and none lifts an eye or raises a cry of protest.
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Curtis Johnson
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