HEAVEN ON EARTH
There is that green hill far away
There is that purple land yon the stills
An elixir of heightened passion
A festival of pure devotion
Where our hearts knows no lust
Our spirit soar yon grey courses
And every moment’s heavy with passion
Love ticking like a petulant clock
We may live here with the dregs of ambition
But our souls are not of same propensities
And though we feel the earth beneath us
Our hearts are fled long away from hence
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