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Why, then, the world’s a dream, and dreams are mental,
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With explanation kind
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legs like longitude and latitude
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Itself another image, another cloud
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you rubbed the right way,
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always embrace things, people earth
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and he gave it away
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Know. Beyond the horizon a great unceasing noise is undeniable. The machine,
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still blurs. But all words
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Looking to see what adds up.