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I see the trees the trees 
Speak to me 
In siloquiscent tremblings
Of shaking branches 
And falling leaves 
So quiet and tense
A psychadelic panacea
Of hallucinegitic properties 
At night I lay beneath 
The dark star filled 
Skies the moon
My beacon the 
North Star my compass
And I dream of a 
Less complicated 
Existence where the
Air is clean the
Water is not polluted 
And cancer is just a
Six letter word 
Preferably never
Staged or written

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