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Porcupine Quills,
Yellowy Daffodils,
Earnestly we dream,
A knightly ice-cream.
A pot full O’ Devil’s gold,
Stuff nightmares are of,
Fog creepy steer clear,
Hallelujah chorus near.
Jesus himself appears to take you,
Very slowly in a grand appearance,
Negative chi’s incense perchance,
Anti-Messianic miasma’s radiance.
Aphelion careens,
Fantasy with fear,
Ecstasy is closer,
A reality...unclear.
Mind-field ground,
A book-case cold,
Life unfilled awful,
A sadness untold.
Carrying your rhymes,
Elastic brainish room,
Fantastic movie runs,
Ride a witch’s broom.
Misty yesterday’s,
Awakening today,
So sad gone now,
Be dawn not gray.
Numbly,
Shaken,
Humbly,
Awaken.
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