Oct 14, 2018
I woke up in my deep sleep
In the world that only in dreams exist
Where everything was in perfect place
I see angels blowing their trumphets
And playing their harps
In a sweet tone that serenades my soul
The skies are blue
And surounded by green lushes
I smell the refreshing scent of flowers
That perfumes the cold breeze of December
The fruit bearing trees
And the golden grains in the fields
That are ready to harvest
I've meet happy faces
Full of love and symphaty
No traces of sorrows and pain
No place for hate and anger
I wish I can't go back to sleep again
So could stay here in the place I'm in
That only in dreams exist..
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