Hello my dear friend from far away
I write for you in search of a dream
Where bees fly free, ants have a home
Flies are loved and rats are cherished
Children run and laugh with the fairies
Cows and sheep chew on fresh grass
Where there are staircases in the sky
For those who wish to open the doors
Truth grows from the trees and love is
The fruit of the wonderful apple tree
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