Upon the sun’s kiss, I felt my heart choke. The beats became breathless upon the fires imbued, and I have not felt this rhythm before. Upon the moon’s wish, my eyes filled with smoke. Burning illusions in the watery magic of dreams now truth. And we have beheld this vision before.
When dreams and reality dance intertwined, the earth and the sky are our canvas divine.
All it takes is a simple spark, the tiniest candle, a flicker of new, to bring all your light to my dark.
Mah Butt Itches 
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