Breathe in, breathe out
A galaxy of shapes awaits you
Within the grain of your ceiling top
Greet your friends with open arms
Stretched toward the sky
And feel your grasp on this universe
Grounding you to this cloud of cotton sheets
Breathe in, breathe out
The head of the fawn grins down at you
Take solace in the paralysis
Breathe in, breathe out
The shell of the turtle spins to a stop
Channel your stability
There’s no need to quiver
Breathe in, breathe out
Don't worry any longer
For the plaster starship is taking off soon
Breathe in, breathe out
The wild bison marches across barren fields
Find the strength to persist
Among those who wouldn’t understand you
Breathe in, breathe out
The figure of a frog leaps toward the cemented cosmos
And a beckoning croak comes crawling
From the pit of your throat
Once more, I ask
Breathe in, breathe out
And you may proceed back homeward
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