I am a conduit and a dream gatherer
I wonder if the light stays on when the fridge door closes
I hear trumpets and violins in the distance
I see goonness in people and pieces on Earth
I want to feel desire to feel
I am a conduit and a dream gatherer

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I pretend to be myself
I feel my thoughts and think my feelings
I touch the Sun in its entirety
I worry about not worrying enough about my life and the future of mankind
I cry whenever I slice onions
I am a conduit and a dream gatherer

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I understand that no truth is absolute
I say that no beliefs are universal
I dream about devoting more time to my dreams
I try to make a real effort about making an effort
I hope for the best yet expect the worst
I am a conduit and a dream gatherer.