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in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)
My cousin Garrett is possibly the sweetest person I have ever met
A mushroom is at a dance when he sees a bona-fide woman. He saunters over to her, and in his deepest voice, ask if she would like to dance. In disgust, the beautiful lady denies him. He looks up to her and says "Why not? I'm a fungi!"
a little step-sisterly love
There are hundreds of red little cuts covering my legs and feet.
Burnt Sienna colored dirt has pathed a way over my body, and there
are leaves in the pockets of my dress. I spent half the day with my little step cousin
and my even more little step brother. We ventured through trees and chest high grass
until we came upon an open field where the earth gathered us in her arms.
Today was beautiful.
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me,remember me
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)
My cousin Garrett is possibly the sweetest person I have ever met
A mushroom is at a dance when he sees a bona-fide woman. He saunters over to her, and in his deepest voice, ask if she would like to dance. In disgust, the beautiful lady denies him. He looks up to her and says "Why not? I'm a fungi!"
a little step-sisterly love
There are hundreds of red little cuts covering my legs and feet.
Burnt Sienna colored dirt has pathed a way over my body, and there
are leaves in the pockets of my dress. I spent half the day with my little step cousin
and my even more little step brother. We ventured through trees and chest high grass
until we came upon an open field where the earth gathered us in her arms.
Today was beautiful.
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me,remember me