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The Dream Time |
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Softly glide into the realm |
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of the dream time |
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where strange images |
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coerce the suggestive mind |
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Allow the spell to be cast |
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shed the confines of the flesh |
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and soar above the night |
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till you reach the One Light |
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There you will find |
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all knowledge revealed |
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in a multi-colored tapestry |
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of truth and the surreal |
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But don't be seduced |
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by the illusions you create |
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nor be afraid |
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of the challenges that await |
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For if you delve |
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into the joy and the woe |
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you will understand |
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the dialect |
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of your enlightened soul. |
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~ Alison Ruff Genengels ~ |
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