Everything I see up, down, all the way. Staring at the glimmer of the stars as they speak to my mind, hahaha. I'll make it, apples marinating in champagne just to sooth the temperence and all is in balance of clear perspective. I'm waiting, call me insane, tell me when it's sunrise and into the wood I go for scraps of familiar ways and vibrate to
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