Imaginary world

In my imaginary world, people never learned how to hate. Fear does not exist because their is no hatred to be afraid of. In my world, people don not judge each other for the things they choose to do, who they choose to be or who they choose to love. In my world , the night is warm and inviting, the only things we have are those we need, and if you stop and listen, you can hear music through the trees. This world is like a story in the way that it's something to be achieved. This place does not exist, but if it did people would line up to find it, and if it could some would do whatever it takes to make it. This world is a goal that we can all strive for.