i dream of grandeur emotions. a passing of a train, a stranger at the theatres. my heart is an empty room. filled with existential clutter. can you clear it out? before i bury myself alive? find me please. meanwhile, room for rent.
sing like rapture.. dance like a dervish.. the sky was candy luminous edible sprayed pink shy lemon greens cool tinkling chocolate multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what i'm talking about
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