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Green Dreams
My mind is blank, thanks to these green dreams. It seems, I can't really think of anything to say, but I still write down the words anyway. They come out and may make no sense, in my defense, I'm just rambling. Gambling, on this rhyme. Time feels so slow to me, but my tongue speaks these words fluently. But really nothing comes out of my mouth, it's all in my head, all these things that I said.
