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All the world hath reside in my mind at night,

Brilliant colors of terrestrial green

and aquamarine give me sight.

Within its sheen lies a luster

so beautiful and so bright,

I cannot help but to think to myself

how blessed is my blight.

At this time, at 2:49, the world it seems so calm,

It does me no use to worry

as I fade into Liebestraum.

My offending wit of consciousness

fails to hear the psalm:

"All of us love a thousand times before the come of dawn."