Soaring above, playing on a playground of joy and happiness,
nothing to mar feelings of childishness that have erupted
from within a being.
Energetically being shifted, adjusted and brought onto a
horizon that whiles away our time in pleasant thoughts,
wanting years of childhood to be extended.
Going far beyond the usual, spacing feelings and their
emotions on measures of chords that seem to automatically
fall from mind and intellect.
Even though no one is watching, able to see what's going on,
placing all details onto screens of photographic imagery,
letting them compose it into musical compositions, outlasting
mundane and ordinary tasks of living a human life.
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