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May 2011
I'm sorry but
I must escape
This Earth
I am so tired
Of the horrible things here
I am going to escape
Maybe I will bring my lover
Maybe I will go
To the white sandy beaches
Of Greece
Maybe the quaint city
of San Francisco
Or maybe I will choose a place
Entirely different
And infinitely bigger
A place within my mind
I am sorry but
I must drift away now
I am going to my home
Leaving this Earth
I can take you with me
We can see the three suns
And the giant moon
And the love and peace
That grows on trees
Succulent fruit
Immaculate paradise
So far away from your world
Don't shake me awake
I beg of you please
Let me be
As I reject this reality
And substitute my own
Lauren Nicole
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