If I could rhyme this dream
With a beat, a certain rhythm
Sort of like the angels hymn
Full of the hidden minum
And in this dream I rhyme
Theres no space nor time
Only a place sublime
Filled with seraphim and cherubim
And spas and fountains
Multicolored bubbles and rainbows
Butterflies and mushrooms.
In a garden of eden
And if I could rhyme this dream
With a beat, a certain funky rhythm
By the living stream
Expressing decent freedom......
...Manguini-nambis...calling from the South Seas...
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