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Slowly roasted golden marshmallow Some of the sweetness still clings to the branch Never to be experienced How many souls seek to design? Walk into the artful expression? Dance to a living beat? But the dreams bruise and fade in the daily struggle With presently focused eyes What once built worlds from color crayons Now find the limits of reality and reason Oh untapped souls The weekend welcomes you

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