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The Dreamfish
There was a fish that roamed alone,
I was sleeping he could see,
his shadow spoke a honing bone,
through satori energy.
He said, young lady are you the one,
the one you ought to be,
spread beneath the leaves of gold,
there woke a sieve within my soul, to chase reality.
I was sleeping he could see,
his shadow spoke a honing bone,
through satori energy.
He said, young lady are you the one,
the one you ought to be,
spread beneath the leaves of gold,
there woke a sieve within my soul, to chase reality.
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