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Strawberry Fields Forevermoreshaped from an eternal dream instinct guided us to destinations unknown with motives not needed. sprawled across the grass laying in the meadow flat on our backs yet short of breath joining the stars in a field of imagination. losing our thoughts in the blackness forgetting the grass we lay upon not even knowing for sure who we were surrounded by empty space captivated by the northern lights intensity grew as the stars danced above us shapes and faces appeared in the sky disappearing in the blink of an eye together and alone we dreamt of faraway places with separate glorious visions of our own strawberry fields calling our names forevermore... all works on this page Copyright 2002 by David Mims . |