A Place With No Name

You know... Sometimes I wish I could just disappear from this wicked world...

And go somewhere, somewhere far, unreachable... untouched by the hands of man...

Yeah... that's my plan, to go to a place with no name.

A place with fruits hanging from every tree, each seed planted with love and care...

Feedin' the animals and insects as they live wild and free...

A place with no name, where the sun and the moon dance together for eternity, intertwined in their celestial tango...

A place with wind so firm and gentle it's like constantly being given hugs...

It's nothin' but love, in this place with no name...

And yet, it's a shame...

That this place only exists within me,

A place I've been yearnin' to escape to...

To save myself, from this agony, of my reality....



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