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Untouchable Paradise
Rolling hills bathed in a sea
of azure skies laid before me.
A golden sun offered me its rays,
and I soaked them in gladly,
wondering if it was real.
Was there a place, just beyond
my knowledge, that was as
perfect as this
landscape before me?
My questions went
unanswered, but when I
took a step towards
my peaceful paradise,
my imagination failed me,
and I was left alone.
In my bedroom.
With a warm memory.
poem
by
Zoe Guillory
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