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Monday, September 15, 2014

Proximity's Oasis

If you're ready and want to see
I will tell you how.

Cause seeing straight is so unreal and hard
You'll want children to sing and drums at play.

Everyone will laugh at fantasy occurring
In nature’s back yard. 

Reality has left here today if visions
Seem like dreams that now feel real.

Within towering green elm
See the butterflies with bright eyes smiling.

As they flutter around a colossus carousel
Can you see them now?

Monarchs painted preternatural colors golden honey
And nature's creation oil.

Playing once post chrysalis when spring arrives
With her dampened soil.

Thousand millions flying through proximity's oasis
While everyone counted the myriad of their traces.
Brought into golden gate's subconscious spaces
Drums rolled we danced to songs of pretty faces.

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