.Quiet as a cradle
I laid in the middle, night drift, spinning
Hissed at the moon
Conjured up the flowers
To fix my impression of the gloom
I feel them all
Great mass of color>Flooded in my bed
I feel them all
The great mass of color>Flooded in my bed
Dissolving into .
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