What I wouldn't give for that little bit of green paradise,
Specks of colored petals thrown throughout the green,
These little beauties grown from the rays of the yellow orb.
Above is a blue mass that is crystal in perception,
Cotton tuffs fly above on their journey,
Where the wind leads them has no say.
Creatures dwell in the deep heart of the land,
Danger is nonexistent in their intellect,
Joy runs through their life veins.
Paradise is where I am,
Simplicity is what I desire,
What I wouldn't give for that little bit of green.
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