I, too, found myself making a home of a place that called me alien.
I, like you, was uprooted without knowing why.
More than once, my name was taken, and my dreams turned nightmares.
Away from home and mine,
awake in a hostile land,
I dreamt me an infinite land.
Where you and all can live,
Love,
Be,
And dream.
Dream, dreamer, dream.
Dream this dream that make us true:
A land of justice and love.
Dream with me the future true.
Dream, for the time of waking comes.
And in the wake world the high dreams are Law.
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