I dreamed of a wonderful world, free of all sorrow, lying,
An earth, full of bliss, where innocence is exempt from dying.
Laying in the verdant meadow, lulling me to a deep sleep,
I was soon wide awake with a distinct sound of a loud weep.
I saw a gloomy, little boy with a ruddy complexion,
Crying incessantly and without any termination,
He mumbled something with tears and indistinct intonation.
I reached out to him delicately and questioned him saying,
" What is wrong with you dear boy? Share with me. Your trust I will keep."
The cherub said, "I will take you to your craved destination."
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Form: CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme
The CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme, a form created by Laura Lamarca, consisting of one 10-lined stanza. The rhyme scheme for this form is AABBCCCABC and a syllable count of each line is 15.
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