Come away with me, Love
Where the Wild Things Are
Where we can Be, barefoot and Free
Our clothes can shrink because our minds will grow, instinct will keep us alive
Alive
Unfurl your fists, Beauty
There is nothing left to fight
Soften your grip on perception for a while, Forever
It’s real this Time
Think outside the cardboard box, take it with you and play.
Remember the nights we pretended to be where we are.
We are NowHere.
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