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Dec 2014
I had a dream, but,
  awoke into half-conciousness and continued  on,      
           psychedelically candy visions,
where lemon trees grew apples,
            weeds were harvested to smoke:
the skies there, never black, were
                              blacklighted with Ultraviolet,
your face glowed with moonlight!
   eyes were shining bright with hope-
               televisions gave the news, that Peace
was sold on every corner.

            Then, I ran and leapt- like gravity had not been discovered yet!-
I guess, I had caught a vision of Heaven, then,
    woke up!
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