The wind flows by the trees and lake.
By the flowers that bloom and take risk to rise. The flower petals are crumbled.
As they have fallen to look at the sun in the sky. The pale blue sea under my feet and sandstone is where we walk in proximity.
A day towards world peace. And every other complexity. Heal yourself one world.
Heal yourself one word. Feed yourself too side. Believe yourself tonight. Perhaps we can fly alright. I'm okay. I'm alright. It's not fine.
It's not in my sight. I'm okay. Eh. I'm alright.
Now I can run away somewhere and persist I go on a journey to the center of the universe.
This melancholy feeling has dropped off my bod. As I kill this sappy sod in my face.
I will be alright yeah. I will be alright. Okay.