Under The Stars
Under the stars of an all seeing eye we are all being watched by something else, I expected some kind of God, but alas it disappoints. Which temple of religion…
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Under the stars of an all seeing eye we are all being watched by something else, I expected some kind of God, but alas it disappoints. Which temple of religion…
Together we’ll always be. There’s no sea I wouldn’t cross, no bottle message that could ever keep us apart. Look to the stars — love lights our way. A fire…
Love beneath the liquid moon’s shadow, Dancing days drift along long walls, Casting images of life’s endless stretch From longitude to latitude, no reason to feel blue. The golden light…
Viennese spaceman living on a temporal time gondola looking down on planet earth, beam me up Scotty stop the world I want to get off. Take me to a candy…
In the realm of feels and fuzzy hugs, Where empathy’s a dance that sometimes shrugs, We ponder if kindness comes with a fee, Like a tip for the waiter, or…