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I've found a little place
At the bottom of our street A temporal anomaly where Worlds in parallel meet. I keep the key safely Where no one else can find It's hidden in a recess In the depths of my mind. The first time that I went there I couldn't believe what I saw. It's a place of flagrant green In a time of dinosaurs. I have walked with the herds Roved across the land, Never seen a sign or hint Of the existence of a man. It's either in the future And we were never there Or in the past before our time But I just don't really care. For I have seen the dinosaurs In all their splendid might; Seen moving herds extending Far beyond my sight. I can hear them calling In a world of different sound I'm sure that they are talking As they leisurely move around. I don't know if they see me They don't bother if they do Perhaps I'm so small and puny They don't believe I'm true. If ever there was an Eden Green and full and sweet, I think that I have found it In that anomaly down our street. Vote for this poem
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