And wandered around to find calmness and ease corner me
Slow motion girls tease me with their half hearted grins
They dance to the strum of the grasses legs
Them half hearted beauties twirl and fall into the weeds of sin
Creating a mirage that my vision immediately misses
Daisy chains circle their heads
I rest myself a-top their flowery hair
And calm the strands that flutter neatly
Their golden locks match the skies setting sun
And as they sink deep into to the seedy ground
It begins to grows until it hits the tip of the sky
As the clouds nestle below
We find ourselves hidden from the unseen eye
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