Come with me on a fantasy ride, lets shed realities tide. Reality can be very painful, life is full of much sinful. On our fantasy we will fly, with the Angel's and God's high.
Into paradise we soar, right up to God's heaven door. There we will remain for all time, embraced by nothing but loves chime. No such thing as time ending sun, only continuous days of bright fun.
Eat, drink and be merry, life only sweet as cherry. On Star Traks holodeck, nothing really became a wreck. In our fantasy world, holodeck will spin swirl. Be what you want to be, then walk away pain free.
Here's the holodeck key.
Enjoy!
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Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 12, 2004
Yup the dark haired one can beam me up anywhen, you know the beta one:))
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