It offers a happy life,
Gives me hospitality,
But I'd rather turn away,
Than face the trutyh of reality.

Where endless skies of blue,
And grass of green exist,
That's where I'd rather be,
The first place on my list.

I go where I am free,
And where I can be strong.
I'd rather see me there,
The place where I belong.

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