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a bit of prairie to seed that other earth I hold inside my mind

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Xanadu

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Recalling my grandfather's stories of his youth,

I close my eyes and drift back through time,

to a place that is quiet and mellow

 

It's a sunny, spring day and I'm running through a field

with the old, winter's dead leaves,

was tired and fell a sleep on my couch

through my lucid dream I was taken away

to a far off place unlike anything I ever encountered

 

ivy briars marked with the deadened Redwood nearby

thoughts of skulls permeate my fragile egg shelled mind

in the center of my room was a vase red with marked decorum

a scent of a finely mist perfume came forth through the room

where was I but none other then Xanadu

 

this place was fallen with emblems of satin reflection

scarlet dust marked the sides of the scenary

for I was in mere twilight in my own lost sphere

humbly shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain

outside further their was a stream where the dear pant

 

heard the cry of the fainted owl in the distance

yet in the quiteness will steal through its resistance

golden bowls with lines drawn through them

shaped glass in its solitude of masked hidden fancy

little fairies were nearby cause I heard their laughter

 

so I humbled myself amidst this busy dream and awoke

to the vast expanse of the reality of nothing more then solitude.

 

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