Ever wonder if there is another place, a place other than sorrow and sin, a place away from the suffering, and the darkness of yesterday, and tommorrow, a place for the innocent to not get accused, for the hurting to not hurt others, a place of ultimate happiness? A place of wizdom, a place of positive energy, THere is such a place, a place that pleases even the weak, take my hand and let me show you this place, it's called my heart
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