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Wow!!
i heard this while stoned, it blew me away
its off of the alan parsons project cd...
for my own thoughts,i have never had a thought which i could not set down in words,with even more distinctness, than that which i conceived it, there is however a class of fancies, of exquisite delicacy,which are not thoughts, and to which as yet i have found it, absolutely impossible to adapt to language, these fancies arise in the soul, alas how rarely, only at epochs of most intense tranquility, when the bodily and mental health, are in perfection, and at those mere points of time, where the confines of the waking world, blend with the world of dreams, and so i captured this, fancy, where all that we see, and have seen, is but a dream...within a dream.
now imagine reading THAT stoned...it blew me the fuck away
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i stepped in a pile of dirtydingus while taking a big poppa puff of sensimil, got mad and went to reform mary jane laws, that didnt work so now igotthecottons, last night my neighbor caught me smokinokie so i chased that critter off, went inside, and rubbed my nubbin
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