You can’t turn money into lemonade

Rotten freeways are
Growing from the garden
The same one that grows the lemons
We can’t even imagine

Not everyone knows how to make lemonade

We only see the snowfall
Piled up by the plow-full
So we can all get to

    work.

Everyone is lucid but the dreamer

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