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Jun 2013
I am but a humble artist,
you are but my noble queen.
You can tell me what to think,
but I'll show you what to dream.

Dream of a world where I fixed what everyone broke,
Dream of a world where the skies aren't so grey.
Dream of a world where I can get you what you want,
instead of the one where you have to live day to day.

Dream of a world without misery and pain.
Dream of a world that's not tearing itself apart.
Dream of a world that's the best you can imagine.
Dream of one that's not breaking your heart.
William Timothy Kirsch
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William Timothy Kirsch  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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