The Oracular Adventures of the Dreaming Tree

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Phoebe of the blessingness tree

Of the buzzing that gathers from the knowingness bees

The weathering feathers of the grosbeak grove

Full of the rainyness in a slow down toad

Come by my sweet grove

Where the kisses are three

Where the songs of the leaves

Hums a glistening glee

To the dancing of dragons

Above the blessingness tree

Phoebe meet,

Where the soul and spirit vision

A keeper of the black light

And no snares of division.

(excerpt)

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