The Land of Wanting

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The only thing I have learned was from an ancient book of old.
The words were strong and rough talking only about a vividly colored valley in a distant peaceful land.
The description to the land was pain-filled and evil, long people yearn for the place knowing not of the tremendous troubles that lay between.
It was said to be there is comparable to be in the quiet peaceful presence of the all mighty as such, people would seek for it to no avail.
It would mean that the impossible existence of this world makes it more beautiful.
I have seen it myself the rivers flow gold, the highest hills glistening with metal never seen by man, and the valleys span out far into the setting sun.
The sight is more than that of the sight of a hundred scores of rainbow enveloping an amazing full scale eclipse.
It is this breath taking sight that physically takes your air, and leaves you keeping its secrets for itself.
If you truly need this land don't let the nothingness of it secrets get you, go find that beautiful land and claim it as your own. 

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