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In spring water is surrounded by marsh marigold
In summer fields of grain are color of gold
In fall wind whispers ballads of the old
In summer spider spins web in which destinies will unfold

Through the seasons mighty oak stands tall
In the forest oaks die but this one will never fall
It’s because its soul
Is reflected in supernatural black hole

The mass of black matter by neural flame changed
Until the paths of neurons are all rearranged
As energies are exchanged
The imagination is stretched and new horizon ranged

That is the base for magical dream that will fallow
And magical keys will form like oceanic billow 
The red plasma of dreams will form a tornado
Beautiful and magical gateway to dreamscape at the end of the rainbow

This is the oak soul that dream will adore
That is written on oaks core
The vision of magic the soul will explore
The base of motion that one day fate will restore

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