Queen Alexandra S Butterfly
Above the bizarre swamp there is porcelain sky
The force that creates form is in that sky
Towards the sky birds of destiny like angels fly
The essence of the force is truly magical and will never die
Begs a question what kind of such power in neural flame will lie
Once simplest abstract turns concrete in porcelain sky
The force will travel limitlessly high
Like queen Alexandra’s Butterfly
This is where ultimate spirit will apply
Where science and magic see eye to eye
Because for every point in spectrum chosen absolute number other points pass by
That is the secret of neural flame and glory of porcelain sky
Queen’s Alexandra’s Butterfly
Is the largest that no one can deny
Its wings are like scroll just like a scroll is porcelain sky
Thunder writes the story in sky soul writes on wings of butterfly
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