You found home

In the land of Ditira
there’s oceans of purple
a blacksea, but no oil
The grass there is greener
not almost, but really
It’s probable like you might have been told
The flowers are raising
trough the sky and above
The stones sympatheticly listens
To the sound of the forrest
and the whisper of shadows
tells tales from another division
The play includes freedom
compassion and care
essences of dreams
like you’re allready there

as i am here

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