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Between the hills there will be a small river
The sound of the water over the stones
Echos with the bird song in the still air
At the water side there will be small houses
With gentle plumes of smoke twisting in the air out of a singular chimney
The windows are square,
Two on each wall on the sides and back,
With one next to the front door,
Which will have an open veranda
With fishing nets leaning up against wood panels
And the people will be happy
They will live in harmony with the earth
The children will go to school and play
Then walk home across the green grass
To their families
their mothers and fathers
On summer nights they will look up at the stars
The air will be warm
In winter they will build fires and sit together
They will not fight each other
They will live off the land and share amongst their neighbours
No one will ever move away
It will be here perfect forever
