The every changing colors of thought
release your spirit, and think like me gold or silver, an illusion indeed I promise the answer will set you free release your spirit, and think like me where ever you go remember two things where you have came from, and what you will be embrace your ignorance, and then you will see that life as we know it, is one fragile tease breathe deep, and consume what you see look at the sky, and feel the breeze a content awakening, an intoxicating plague you are your limelight, and this is your stage
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