i’ll tell you a dream i had once i was away up in the sky Blue,everything:
a bar the bar was made of brass hanging from strings (or)someThing i was
lying on the bar it was cOOl i didn’t have anything on and I was hot all
Hot and the bar was
O My lover,
                there’s just room for me in You
my stomach goes into your Little Stomach My legs are in your legs Your
      under me around; my head fits(my head)in your Brain—my,head’s
she(said laughing
                        )with your head.all big

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