Snowglobe
There's a world to the north, a realm of bliss,
where angels sing and fairies kiss,
a realm of warmth, deleted of fear,
oppression is but a myth there,
A place of no time, where all scars are healed,
where children play in puddles clear,
Elliptical glances follow near, tears are nothing but happy here.
An ethereal being watches behind, knowing all truth, while blocking unkind,
contained in a small sphere of glass, shake it and you'll see the land of pass.
Yes it is heaven lol
!!!!! (um or at least something like heaven, prehaps just a persons imagination of heaven)
Scotland??? I dont really get it, but ok lolol. You're probably joking, but if not, that's an interesting thougt (?) lolo.
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