Watch as the pasqueflowers bloom,
True to their name, and out of the bloody gloom,
Hold a hand and kiss the faith,
Dance in the rain, and kick the wraith,
Nothing is false and nothing is true,
Live a life, drink the strange brew,
Wake up early, and sleep late,
Welcome to the enchanting journey of my fate,
Smell the sweet grass and smoke it too,
Head is spinning, I’m who?
Virtue, done away with just a sneeze,
Spread my wings, here I’m waiting for the breeze,
Come on, come and pick me up,
Let us go, have some sweet syrup
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Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
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