Let Flowers Grow Again Mystic
Daisies beneath my feet,
Time of mine moving so sweet.
As I fly on the yellow clouds of purity,
So fast I tip toe in surety.
The scent surrounding my body in full.
The beauty kindly swallowing me whole.
My smile rises as i look down yonder the hill,
For I have the right to free will.
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