as shakespeare said, "to dream, perchance"
surrealistic type of dance
creating its own magic as it does
and down its halls, as you advance
museum walls, at which you glance
delight with little vestiges of fuzz
for logic has no relevance
decorum has no prevalence
the chemicals inside you start to buzz
the images begin to prance
your mind expanding to enhance
but in the end, you wonder what it was
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