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Through the wood and through the world

Epiphanies struck as branches to my face

Grand realizations, profound revelations

Dissolved in the wind

As i witnessed the complete deconstruction of a thought



A prelude to that night was the day

That was less a day than a journey

Into depths i dare not delve otherwise

Here i found the past

And i gleaned the way of the future



I came face to face with Santa Claus

I met the sandman

Reliving a thousand discarded fantasies

I was shown a neverending heaven

I feared eternal Hell

Things that don't exist, but were once as real



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