Across these lush green fields of my youth,
under cloud-dappled blue skies of my imagination,
beyond a distant golden horizon of my dreams,
in a land unseen by man, a world unknown to all,
in a timeless realm with no beginning and no end,
in a wondrous life that knows no death,
beyond these fields, under another sky,
further than the horizon, much further,
in another land, world, realm, life,
far from hate and spite and human strife,
where peace and calm and harmony reign,
how could man be a part of this and still be man?
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