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In this dream everyone is happy.
Everyone finds their way home, fully clothed.
The key fits the lock, the locker isn’t bare.
No tsunami crashes covering the street
in car parts, asphalt and wave.
The earthquake has gone still.
The most beautiful woman in the world
is still beautiful and holds her hand out to you.
In this dream all the puzzles are solved.
Metaphors are understood; truly a joy to discover.
This is the dream you always wanted;
the dream you were afraid to dream.
Everyone finds their way home, fully clothed.
The key fits the lock, the locker isn’t bare.
No tsunami crashes covering the street
in car parts, asphalt and wave.
The earthquake has gone still.
The most beautiful woman in the world
is still beautiful and holds her hand out to you.
In this dream all the puzzles are solved.
Metaphors are understood; truly a joy to discover.
This is the dream you always wanted;
the dream you were afraid to dream.
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