I can see it.
The sky shines a bright blue.
My dream is occurring in perfect pitch.
I can hear it.
The music is playing without a hitch
My dream is coating each taste bud.
I can taste it.
The succulence no longer tastes like mud.
My dream is enveloping me.
I can feel it.
I feel so free.
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