At a place where beauty lays
a peace falls quietly upon you
a time where dreams are touched
with a real honest belief
where there is no weight
we find ourselves floating
our own music plays within
melodic and in tempo
with our heart and soul
how wondrous it is to be
there, here in such a peace
where we dream such dreams
of which our sprit sings
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