Pink frilly umbrellas made of cotton candy twirl against my watercolor sky. I'm gonna dance until my socks turn into feathers. My mouth is gonna smile 'til I split like banana skin. Rooftop jumpin' and egg yolk burstin'. Deep eye diving when the earthy sphere inverts, but then mirror sky points to the watery heart and you know its gonna be
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Yeah, though.
"...keep that spiral going."
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