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i wandered into
a world colored violet
twas filled with fireflies
cause they kept the sky lit
and marshmallow flowers
grew out of the grass pits
the buildings and walkways
were coated with velvet
you asked me,
“this place is just heaven,
isn’t it?”
so we meshed in like cold toes
as wool socks befit





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