Fluid fantasy injected in the mind's veins,
A nebula of outlines and acceents arises,
Trees dance under fresh-green crowns,
Thoughts throw their waves far across the space.
Life's sap ferments in the honey jars and
Sweetness leaks over jowful crowds,
An empire of tints and sounds thrives
Within the sky's hugged arms.
Hardships walk beside euphoria and glam,
All seem to be lost in this dream of today,
Without escape riding the ebbs and flows,
Taking for real a cosmic joke!
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