The Place With No Name Poem by Hnt var
The Place With No Name
This beautiful place with no name.
Through the eyes of a child.
Within a heart of a man.
I see this place that is not named.
The blue sky is just blue.
The green grass is just green.
Love is love and hate is not seen.
And yet still this place has no name.
But then again, how can it be named if it is not the truth.
It may not be the truth but I believe in it and shall name it:
The place with no name.
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