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'Twas in the Land of Plenty,
Where dreams, once dreamt, came true,
And every wish, that had ever been wished,
Was granted at dawn's early dew.

Manna fell down from the heavens,
Luscious fruit grew ripe on the vines,
Flowers gave of their nectar,
Plump grapes rendered sweet wines.

Geysers were sparkling waters,
That danced in rainbow skies,
Healing whomever drank of them,
Clearing all doubting eyes.

Time passed easy and slowly,
Measured by white sifting sands.
Blue moons rose in the evenings,
~ Emerald suns o'er day-breaking lands.

Fields of pink cotton candy,
Gumdrops falling from trees,
Bunnies were made of chocolate,
Or truffles if one should so please.

Cottages were made of gingerbread,
Bricked roads were lined with gold,
Lilacs scented sea breezes,
And the weather was balmy, not cold.

Unicorns roamed magic forests,
Fairies flew along garden walks,
Angels sang to the heavens,
And doves were at peace with the hawks.

'Twas in this Land of Plenty,
Where dreams, once dreamt, came true,
And every wish, that had ever been wished,
Was granted at dawn's early dew.
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