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Immersed in a cloud of anticipation. Where the tails of your pony sketch my transience encapsulation, with its wild embrace, I bind with the carousel in my dreams. My words are transient and my being sometimes extraterrestrial, but my mind is on living matters. Can I find a being transcendent of love and care? Is there at any given time someone who can bridge mind and body with happy events, nullifying the structure money presents.