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As I lay in an ocean of comfort

I spot a beast

He rests on top of the hill

His voice vibrates this sacred place

As I attempt to sleep

The monster Scorches the northern feild's with his inner warmth

My feet begin to warm up as I run to escape this uncomfortable heat

Avoiding this strange beast I take shelter at the top of the southern hill top

There, walking is as light as a feather

You could sink into the ground

Falling into a relaxing slumber

As I attempt to dream

The beast awakens me

For he disrupted my slumber patting down the feild's casing the ground to shake

For my slumber is mere halfway done

And I attempt to ignore the beast and continue to dream

My sleep is almost complete

I wake up to find the beast licking my face with
A tongue of thorns

I face the beast

Climbing up his mountainous back

Mounting onto his striped neck

And the beast purrs

He leads me away from the feild's

Into a whole new universe

Authors note: Can anyone guess what the "beast" is or what the "sacred place" is?

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