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Mar 2014
Come and take my hand.
We will fly away together
into my magical new land.
Lay upon my white sand.
Feel the warmth of
the bright sun.
Climb one of my trees
to the tippy top.
Float in my ocean so clear
and blue.
You will never run out
of things to do.
Catch butterflies in my
gardens.
Relax and sip a cup of tea.
Doesn't matter what you
do when you fly away with me.
Candyse
Written by
Candyse  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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