"These are the stories I tell by the water
These are the stories I tell in the moonlight
These are the stories I sing along to
If you find them please love them too"
I'm out of my mind. I'm inside a psychedelia. It's time to make a story I won't remember when I'm down. Let's pretend we're going to vatic a 100 years forward. I tell the story, you mimic some warble.
Up in the sky the eagles fly. All the cities replicate different historical eras. Everything is ruled by medieval clerisy. But the common people prefer to live by late 60s zeitgeist.
All of nature flows in different colors. All children know what is love. No umbrage is taken too seriously. Oh! What a life. Oh! Sweet life.
Stop the chirping boy, I'm floating. I can taste the clouds. I don't know if it's my imagination or if I can make a new reality for the world with my mind.
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