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Nov 2012
She sat up so high and could see far below,
Little did she know, she was in the cloud
Didn't know up from down

Mrs. Ava Ill had a secret
That only the earth did know,
The sky had a feeling
And was pronounced forward,
Impossible dreamer
Come out of bed,
Time to swallow
The pill so hard,
Dry swallow all that remains,
Consume that other life of mine,
Breath it in the Indian chief,
Unlike him
The impossible dreamer,
Will know no bounds,
And be destroyed by it.
Wack Tastic
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