I dream
Of unreality
Of boys with piercing eyes
Flowers big enough to live in
That never die
They never die
Orchards with raspberries in whole sale
Pumpkins with the brightest orange you’ve ever seen
Corn stalks tall enough to play hide and seek
contentment that never goes bad
It never gets bad
Kids in overalls
With their innocence still intact
Fathers smoking pipes
Without the fear of future effects
Leaves of infinite colors
Falling on my head
Swimming in never ending lakes
Clear blue
Instead of brown
What a nice dream
What a nice delusion
Drape me in canvas
And let me live in this place
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