Purple flowers melting green, Bodies twirling in full color,
Flailing themselves, Unawareness floating with the air,
Little tablets with illustrations each a journey to something impossible within reality to reach.
Fuzz bubbles out of cherry trees as you press the blue button to dreams. Flickering lips sing to the songs it seems as though heaven has provided. Wood chips dance on the fingertips of faith. Illusions only make scene how?
PEACE LIV
ES don’t let it die.
