Sunday, March 31, 2013

We ate the Golden fruit
(now we live forever)

Dreams of rivers flow by
Soles of my boots know
which way to go

Just gonna ride for a while now
ride on down the line

Write about a hero that
gets to fight another
day

Infinite treasures of your eyes
haunted by avatars that never
go away

wish for something brighter
(caves of thought-warmth
paintings on the wall create
our now)

we are the heaven that is spoken
of)

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