travel in a vacuum of sounds.
A place where right becomes left.
and colors melt into turquoise sky.
Where I sing like wind through trees,
and feathers are painted on sacred self.

I will dip myself in a writers vision.
A place where up is down
and green is blue.
Where words dance
in a symphonic Orchestra.

I will journey into a portal of dreams.
A place where the galaxy pulsates within.
and the universe is upside down.


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