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From the Songs of the Arcturians

In an Octopuses Garden

On the edge of the Luna Sea

Turquoise and aquamarine hues

Chasing away the blues

Synesthesia is complete

The monkey goes cheep, cheep, cheep
Abbey Road is still spinning in the background as I float along visiting Islands in the Stream (Hemingway)

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