And I'll Cry till The Pit of My Stomach is Dry With The Pre-Digestion of Thought.
And When The World Collapses Inward and The Last Pretense of Destruction
Fades into the Everlight, She'll Stand in An Awe of Her Own Creation.
- She'll Stand in My Head -
- She'll Stand in My Dreams -
For My Sweet Sweet Mica,
Who Continues to Inspire Me
In Everything I do.