My Hope of Tomorrow

I dream of tomorrow
When the world will be beautiful !
O how bright the day, how green
the grass !
Flowers paradisal, earth aching
with joy,
And dancing tountains of love
in his breast !
The world will be beautitul !
A rare confluence of happy stars !
wim my eyes sparkling wimout
collyrium.
Rose-red nipples, breasts swelling
with milk
The world will be beautiful !

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