My Place

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By <b>Dark Neko</b>

There is a beautiful place where people go at a slower pace, Exceedingly tranquil and serene for poor people in their dreams, You can go there if you try it will help you by and by, I really love this place of mine it always helps me not to pine, I often go there in my mind when I'm in a special bind. There are lots of lovely trees that sway away in the breeze, A gurgling brook through the rocks to help forget all the locks, A most peaceful place to be to try to forget my memories, I can lose myself from hurt of always being in the dirt, The hurt, the pain will go away away, away till another day.

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