Visionary Days
Dreams of peace love truth and hope
Walking toward the center of the void I enter into fits of silence
Under wavy crescent moons I surf the sky
Open hands toward the ocean I bloom as a fire among fallen stars
Yellow spotted sparrows made with mint rays of sunshine
Flavor the rain lemon fashion the heavens doom brings us down
avowed to dig the earth with my paws
Dragon scented spiders tear into my rooms lamented
Your inside my skull I am the matrix rebranded
Heavy cream and frosted mountains
Juniper brew with seeds remotely floating
Giant red birds who glide toward freedoms roasted
Yarn to spin echoes venom within
bowls of flavorful sin scattered papers burned to keep me warm
Kingdom on fire to bake the birds
Mowing down all the crop restarting my own mind toppled from diamond death flowing coffee of hidden gems
Quake the universe with open roads toward The center of all in all being deep within my heart
Cement my passion to draw blades of jade and drive them deep through my enemies bones.
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