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Dream Divine

>I was strolling by the river Life.
Watching little waves arrive.

Full of wonder.
At its every meander.

Enjoying the breeze.
Savouring the peace.

All was soothing.
But, missing was something.

Ah! an angel rose.
She smiled like a rose.

Spoke like a gushing stream.
Swept me away in a dream.