I dream of money growing on trees
Where there is more than enough
Food and money
to feed and aid the hurting and hungry
To assist those who live in the bondage of poverty
To live life as truly free
Also enough love for the ailing
Each person receiving a touch
From the almighty king
All minds converted to
Live righteous
The way life was really meant to be
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