Allow me again to dream,
to lay my back upon the shores
of balmy clime and starry skies;
to cast with wanton nets toward the deep,
upon the revels of willful versification.

Allow me again to find sanctuary
and rest my quill upon these hills
of this questing soul's predilection.
Usher forth the forgotten utterings
on whose lips dreams find their wings.

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