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Dream Girl
There is a place of pure delight
Of trees and grass and endless light
It's where I store all hopes and dreams
And live my life out happily
The world we know is gray and cold
And promises uncertainty
But by contrast this place I go
Is void of such absurdity
There is another comes with me
Her face is somthing I can't see
The only truth from me with-held
But compliments me perfectly
And as we struggle on the rocks
I give my hand to help her up
She holds it firm - though scratched and rough
And stands with me upon the top
She marvels at the things I do
Quite simple probably to you
Like soaring curving arching disks
Brick and mortar brick by brick
Of people she's a differnt breed
The type society's failed to knead
We see the truths of life one-eyed
And speak it too... But with one mind
