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The Golden Thread
Dreaming I chanced upon a golden thread,
And I was laughing as I painted the rain red,
Floating gently upon the violent crystal sea,
I lost my mind and then cried with glee,
I was taken on a trip to see,
A minuscule menagerie,
In my soul,
Purple grass under a hazy crimson sky,
Indigo moon lifted up so very high,
Dreaming I chanced upon a golden thread,
It had woven its' way into my very bed.

