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Dec 2012
In between here and there, close to near-
Lies a place to see
Full of things unknown
Especially to me

A place where , you never grow old-
Where Children laugh-
And fantastic stories are told
A place I wait to see

A safe Haven for all-
A place lost in time,
Free from the fall
Leading to Death

The light slants through the trees-
As they run
Their souls it sets free,
Granting Immortality
Attempt at writing in Emily Dickinson style. In honor of the loved ones we have loss.
Written by
Samantha Boyd  America
(America)   
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   Gemini Baker
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