Our days in the ether recall idyllic existence
Traces which linger still in memory below conscious surface
Short steps to ecstasy eased gently from the warm womb
Floating weightless in a dream within a dream
Soft cotton clouds catch your staggered stumbled steps
And you return cleverly and clearly into the magical mist
(c) & (p) 2013 subconscious mind publication company
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