one day, on the highest mountains i will stand
i will leap through a valley of sunflowers
fresh breeze of the meadow winding my hair
i
will
wade out
for the finest galaxy
a million years away
clouds of hope spur the abyss of space as they spur within me
brightest stars, illuminate the dark
radiant warmth, growing in my bones
i will parade through mist of the ocean, prospering.
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
one day, on the highest mountains i will stand
i will leap through a valley of sunflowers
fresh breeze of the meadow winding my hair
i
will
wade out
for the finest galaxy
a million years away
clouds of hope spur the abyss of space as they spur within me
brightest stars, illuminate the dark
radiant warmth, growing in my bones
i will parade through mist of the ocean, prospering.
galaxy
lost
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