Poem Destination
To know the place, to know the time It is the purpose of this rhyme For all the others who don't yet know It's almost time for thee to show The vision of a shadow, a shadow of a dream For any who might question, all is what it seems The hills that rise so peacefully Above the sun bleached plains Have long forgotten man's presence Or the coming of the rains It's not so much the presence Of things that you can see But rather it's the presence Of things that used to be And so it's there we turn now With passion in our hearts The hill surrounded valley The place the future starts
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