I live where dragonflies spew tiny fire to light my non-harmful cigarettes
and grass grows blue and trees sprout leaves of fuchsia.
I live where the monsters bake cakes that, when eaten, guarantee good dreams
and snails give piggy-back rides through golden mountains.
I live where three-legged dogs drive jeeps and give free rides to the carnival
and carousel horse take breaks so you can feed them granola and honey.
I live where every living being is peculiar and wondrous, wearing their mix-matched clothing or none at all.
I live where lies that spring off tongues evaporate before they reach the air and meaningful words are collected, free for consumption.
I live where injuries and sicknesses are healed by blowing dandelion tuffs
and the only disaster is when the flavor leaves your gum.
Would you like to come for a visit?

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