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The Perfect World Is Lost.I just wish to escape into my world,
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A world so calm and soothing,
Silent clarinets, singing out
Into the solitude of night.
This is my perfect world.
A world so beautiful that I have created,
But if I just sit here, disaster is to come.
The sky will turn red,
Fields of hairs of green grass a blooming trees,
They will soon have no water to give them life,
Letting them dry up and wither.
As the people look at me,
They cry, “Do something!”
But again, I just sit there,
As I lose something precious to me.
Dark and black clouds form in the air,
No longer are they sweet and so fluffy
As they once were.
It frightens me, making me freeze.
Lightning struck my body down,
It lands painfully hard onto the dried up rock below.
Visions of my land appear,
The life and color returning to it.
Atlas, it wasn’t real.
Only a glimpse into the future,
Of what it could be again,
I just need to move and work.
I awaken and study at the dead world.
It’s ugly and I do not like it.
If I ev