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Unnamed, I came to visit you at the nursing home today, And as I looked into your eyes
 I could see that your mind
 Was in a different place and time.
 
 I wish I could travel with you through the journey
 That lives deep within your mind,
 And see how you lived
 In a different place and time.
 
 Back to a place where there were no crimes,
 And people where rich,
 Even though they had not even a dime.
 Where everyone practiced the golden rule,
 Do onto others, as you would have them to do unto you.
 
 So when times were hard
 Everyone joined together
 To help each other through.
 Where parents taught their children
 That love was the best thing
 A person could ever do
 
 Where men worked their land
 To provide shelter and food
 While the woman stayed home
 And sent the children to school
 And children had their chores they must do.
 
 Yes times were hard, one might say
 But the hard times are what made you
 The women you are today.
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