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Sep 2009
Blue grass, Red trees,
Black sun shines with ease,
Everything is changing size
What’s wrong with my eyes ?

Silent earth, still space,
Loud sun shines with grace,
Everything is noiseless fears
What’s wrong with my ears ?

Dry water, rough air,
Smooth sun shines with care,
Everything is shifting sands
What’s wrong with my hands ?

Senses right, no mistaking,
New sun shines without faking,
Nothing’s wrong, feel no pain,
Shine on perfect sun.
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