there was a land of innocence
that I left long ago
where fantasy fulfilled desire
a place I used to know
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So beautiful painted life's journy that makes one to want to stay immortal!
there was a land of innocence that I left long ago where fantasy fulfilled desire a place I used to know and it might be a jungle swamp where dinosaurs could roam or deserts in Arabia that nomads call their home '- - - - - A lovely poem about fantasy world of childhood.