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In The Deep Green

In the deep green
we dance
around skeletons of trees
and we climb
up into our dreams

we will lose ourselves,
not think back
to the losses
along the way

when we can finally
rest
and our minds
will fly free

free of the shackles
of this existence
up into the
starry clouds.

And we dance
through the fading roses
and the world
sleeping
beneath our bare feet.
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