Everything’s what it appears –
it’s all what it would seem.Just as the conundrum clears
the rectitudes of dream –
you burn into a consciousness
you’ve never known before.There is no paradox, no mess
to fix, no fairy lore –
you’re fine and full of purpose –
there is nothing in your way.You live right on the surface –
flat and sweet and bright as day.
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