My mind trailed off on a summer day
Through the hot sappy forest,
Off the road until it met the sand.
I woke up in the golden sunny ocean,
And decided I might stay awhile.
My Mind Trailed off
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It was born hot, expanding, glowing,
and the people were made of gold
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