come take a stroll with me, to our piece of heaven,
the bylanes of our childhood, the alleyways of our youth,
come take a stroll with me, to our abode of peace,
a gurgling brook trickling down distant mountains,
the roar of the oceans lappin our feet,
come take a stroll with me, down blinding highways of lost smiles,
across empty deserts, traversing far too many miles.
come with me, and I will stand by you,
come along with me,
where we may be,
finally,
free to be
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