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-dream of Mine and Keys-
Weight hangs on the tips of my eye lashes Enthusiasm increases as this mundane world turns to ashes I venture to a place where magic horses fly Sets of golden keys laid underneath seas of violent peas Curiosity arose, question of what would happen if I was to take one of those When dwarfs faces were in the dirt And horses flew to their Pentecostal church I stole the key, and now I ask myself why Taking a key I became an enemy of the lands and sea Clouds drew wanted posters and winds echoed alerts of me I hid behind the silent fence that didn’t have a mouth And tried to ignore his eyes which had a look of get the hell out Thoughts raced radically all because of a key I was going to die Spotted by flying pigs I ran and slipped between a blue pale of twigs I fell though a bail of cotton candy and saw the sight in which caused the hunt for me There it laid, glowing so bright, a lock of mystery in which I held the key ever so tight The key sang the 9th symphony ever so loud, as my curiosity arose ever so proud It was to see, the power of the key, until I heard a cry the sky She told me their existence would cease to exist The colors would dim by inserting key and a simple twist She said I was the villain which I despised thoughts raced radically then i felt a twitch in my eyes Then I wok up
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