where are we?

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it's a wild dream about me and some people i've met in my life and we're all running to who knows where and our legs are like lead and we're struggling and we get to a tree and hanging from the thickest branch is a rope and we climb the rope but we can't use our legs because they won't bend and we climb and we climb until our hands bleed and we're at the top standing above the leaves and we're looking at the stars and they're flying above us and we've never seen anything so beautiful so we jump off and tumble down the hill and lay around in the grass and we've never felt more alive then we decide- we'd better get back to metaphysics