My Own
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I have my own world
To dream with and to be sold
At no price but free
As does the tree
To provide shed and shelter
Smile always and offer laughter
To feel for others pain
And closely remain
This is my own domain]
Where I remain
Fully in control
To respond to call
All my brethren
Can certainly turn
To address in turn
For their concern
I am no rich
But can reach
To their aid
Without being said
I have seen
The real smile that was unseen
On faces of strangers
With happiness sans anger
I would love to belong
Such world and remain among
That is final wish
Till the journey is finished
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