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| There must be a beautiful morning somewhere |
| A dawn lit by justice and judgment is fair |
| A place where a helping hand is held out |
| An ear that will listen stands poised and devout |
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| A place you can go when your heart needs attending |
| A place where a spirit gets healing and mending |
| A place where love's fire burns bright day and night |
| And in from the cold you may warm by its light |
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| There must be a brilliant evening somewhere |
| Where the sun finally sets on pain and despair |
| Where the coming of night is not filled with grief |
| And comforting sleep brings you joyful relief |
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| A place where the sunset is apt to reflect |
| A day without malice, without disrespect |
| A place where the only tears shed, are for joy |
| And a heart is not battered and bounced like a toy |
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| There must be a wonderful day somewhere |
| In a place filled with love and a great need to care |
| A place where the burdens of conflict are lifted |
| Where love is a skill and all lovers are gifted |
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| Where daily are spoken the words that support |
| And every mistake is not met with retort |
| A place where the land has not soaked up the blood |
| Where honor and truth are not cast in the mud |
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| A place where the children are not left alone |
| Where Sisters and Brothers may come to atone |
| Where homeless and helpless don't cower in fright |
| Where the hearts and the minds of the world can unite |
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| So you set on a journey to seek out this land |
| With compass and map and a vision so grand |
| To find peace and comfort in a world that's so new |
| Where waters are crystal and skies are so blue |
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| With showers that cleanse and winds that refresh |
| Where the spirit is fed and not just the flesh |
| But search as you may, what you'll find to be true |
| That it cannot be found, 'til it's found within you. |
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| ~ Author unknown ~ |
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