I met a timid pixie.
He visited during my deepest slumber,
Afraid to startle me.
Last night he unveiled Arcadia
Between the truth and the mist
Where souls frolic freely
Unencumbered by social covenant.
We loved with abandon,
Soothing our kin
And paving the future.
We ate our fill there
and curled up together.
Dreaming of true consciousness,
It manifest
Before we awoke to our everyday dream.
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