The Lucid Elysium Poem by Nathan Coppedge

The Lucid Elysium



High-minded thoughts without dystopia.

Teenagers masturbate without dystopia.

Impregnate clouds and think about them.

The world is somewhat right of the Utopia.

What rare tools will make us win?

The Lucid Elycium.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness,magic,mind
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Inspired by previous writings recently on the Higgs, solar system, good pregnancies, pets, etc.
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