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needeing on this place this gate to be found and then found some time where timea nd my mind has to find hope and being free leaving be what is in the sea has nothing tin the mind left to flee then when the sky turns and mountains and oceans open coastying believeing in dreams and none the less seen things is where the tide rises and finds places to give free hope of dreams and wisdom. And to the other side begins the horizion of fun and laguther negating prismatic parabells trhough this weird mix of life some flight and then some kte could dream and the beam arrayed opes of happiness in the eyes being blind int he eyes of the night knowing what my mind done found there has got to be there hound throughout thoughts and finding negating paths through is not seen makes dreams and sceems seem to be whence is not. There could be a plot and a dream to believe in the eyes of thenight so plights and myths happanstaces and gifts find rifts and trifts to betwitch the eyes staying alive and hoping to be abide me and my own eyes light blue crystals opeful caracels and true notions of places folks ai't done never seen then I really begin to dream leaving an earth where hurt seems to release everything but my freedom pain run as water falls need not negate anymore a true path while baths of colors give birth to life all around the earth resounds sending sounds of life miricles and gifts bring new swifts to smiles as surroundings begin to move and make things right. Then it could never be wrong ays the same old sad song hollow me down tothis polace and this gate left me in for the cookies and the mix beinng free and hoping to see has me dreamning on something that I can't even see. Wondering and hoping has left the eyes to denounce on a myth!!