There lies a distant land
Who's location is unkown
The only cry that can be heard
is an everlasting moan

So many questions without answers
So much knowledge out of bounds
The harsh winds that refuse to stop
Are followed by ghastly sounds

As the heavy rains continue to fall
The Lightning strikes my mind
The snow falls down in sheets
My thoughts fall behind

Too tired to keep writing
My eyes begin to close
I stare at the beauty
Of a single red rose

I awake with a start
My trembling hands
It was all a dream
There are no distant lands








 
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