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Created on: January 20, 2009
Soaring on a cloud through space,
I can see the world below.
The wind smacks me in the face,
Lightning cracks the atmosphere.
The acid bubbles in Molly's belly
As the air slowly disintegrates
Into teeny-tiny particles
And sprinkles to the floor.
Everything around is invisible to me
The only sight I see is a sparkle of white light.
The rest is a colorful blur and now I know
I have entered my own mind.
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