Dreaming of dreams,
no video games,
just imagination,
tell the things that you want to do,
but honey there is a time to fly and see all the brilliant green blue stones
like a transparent red gems planet,
full of tunnels of volume
playing a new music in another waves
then those never listen
will find a deeper tone
to wake up boars of pink colors,
jumping down in a magenta forest,
with yellow hairy serpents, blue mushrooms
that vertically are looking for a light,
and the glitter involves us,
Just a Milky Way
let’s see what happens with all of this not true eyes
painted in the walls of the morality
could you never forget that
there will be also trees and waters
Baby pulps looking to us smiling without a mouth, dreaming of dreams
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Eva M.E
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