just that dream you had

under purple blowing trees

hair tickling face

that seductive breeze

no sadness found a nest

just hills of peridot grass

sky exploded into moments

on sea of sapphire glass

would you find it now

under blankets scuffed with days

or would you walk everlast

married to a maze

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