Sunday, April 29, 2007

I flit, I float, I fleety flee, I fly

For the sounds of music enliven the human spirit,
For it is the personal efforts of the angels,
That mean an escape from life.

Life is never so short that one can mean so much to each other.

For it is in each other spirit that lies the wonder world of dreams.

Each dream sequence calls upon the quintessential nature of goodness.

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