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lets dance once upon a December where mushaboom meets Ben Gibbard and Olive can float in the sky and chocolate rice dreams melt in our mouth and the aroma of fractured light envelops our nose and the sound of Christmas carols shakes our soul and i can run around in my socks and underwear and play with your dirty hair and give you soft bacis on your ears and let the science of sleep take control of our minds because our reality is waiting to hit us hard with taxis and bungee cords and tall buildings because our breath controls our life and our food creates our blood but our thoughts create our reality.