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Chrystal Jun 2013
Imagine; just imagine
Balancing on:
Everlasting clouds made out of cotton candy
Nodding off in:
Homes that are of ginger bread
Skimming through:
Green grasss  made out of tropical kiwi frosting
Driving on:
Roads that are built of grahm crackers
Supper, supper that are
Non human walking, talking deserts
The dreams that civilians dream
Are as realistic as they come for dreamers
Are called a dream that when you wake
Its reality a reality that turns into
De ja vu!

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