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like a cloud man
I wandered lonely like a cloud man
That trips high o'er dales and hills,
When all at once I saw the cosmos
I tripped looking at the daffodils
my mind spilt into thousands
of multicolored fragments
the universe ripped open
Psychedelic man,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars
I was Knocking on Heavens Door
swirling changing hues that I can touch and peruse
that shine and twinkle on the Milky Way,
Champagne flutes dance as the daffodils play.
For oft, when on my couch I lie
To go back to that trip I pray
