THE FIREFLIES OUT IN THE FIELDS OF DREAMS
PARALYSES THE MIND, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SCENE!
FEELS LIKE DANCING ON AN ESCALATING CLOUD
THE MUSIC OF THE HARP PLAYING SWEET BUT LOUD
THE SOUL IN SHINGLES AND EVERY FRAGMENT BEAMS
LIKE A COLONY OF BEES LIVING EACH OF THEIR DREAMS
IN A PLACE WHERE THE SUN ALWAYS SHINE
AND LIFE LIVED IN SILENCE LIKE A MIME
(DRUMS)
THE DRAGONFLIES DANCE AROUND AN EVENING TREE
AS THE DWEUNS AND LEPRECHAUNS WANDER AROUND AIMLESSLY
THE FOREST IS FILLED WITH THE HAUNTED SOUNDS OF THE OWLS
AS THE UNICORN SCAMPERS CAUSE THE HUNTER IS ON THE PROWL
LIKE RIPPLES IN THE PEACEFUL POND OF TRUTH AND SINCERITY
THE ENCHANTED FOREST IS RAPED AND PIRATED
BY OUR HEROES ANIMOSITY.
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