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Monday, May 6, 2013, 3:06 AM
i beg of you my Lord

if I am ever blessed to see the world differently, not one with a money-gobbling society, my goal in life is to drive an ice-cream van along beaches.

I'd wake up in a beach house, a small one, I don't mind, in the warm embrace of another. He'd wake me up with kisses and I'd prepare his favorite sunny sides. We'd spend the morning laughing at the silly doberman and set off in the afternoon in our ice-cream van. Down to the beach we honk, little children crowd around shoving $1 coins and orders down our happy faces. Waffles for lunch, with lots of chocolate.

Not for you Dobbyman, dogs can't eat chocolate.

Evening arrives, the crowd clears, we'd get our surfboards down and set off with the waves. Night falls and we'd climb up the van, pull some blankets and watch the stars - fingers intertwined, resting on little big dobby. Golden, oh the silence that shall only be broken by laughter.

When its time, we'd get back into the van, you'd drive while dobby and I doze off, what a long day. We'd arrive back to the motherland of dreams where you'd lift me off to bed with little big dobby at the corner, just by our legs.

Your breath on my hair, fingers wrapped tightly around mine. I'd fall fearlessly ahead to slumber - for I know its you I'm waking up to.

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Oh what a dream it'd be to wake up and see the world differently, what a dream if I could live a life I've always wanted.

As of now, I close my eyes and pray, that maybe one day daddy god shows me the world isn't such a cruel place after all.

Till then, a life like that is nothing but a d r e a m, a dream worth living.

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