Purple Sky

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We all can live, under the purple sky,
All dreams come true, that is no lie.
With ancients to guide, we do so know,
The path to choose, the way to go.

We all as one, under the purple sky,
The land under foot, we travel on by.
A love of nature, marvel at the colour,
The path we travel, cant be any other.

To spend our lives, under the purple sky,
All our dreams real, dont even ask why.
The guides do know, we wont go wrong,
This well travelled path, on which we belong.

Copyright 1990 - 2013 Craig Wadner