Splendor.
A seculant gold tapestry.
Honey drippin from a money tree.
Intergalatic fantasy.
I create this space, to change my fate.
I explain my hurt here.
I endulge in this splendid atmosphere.
A haven for the untamed.
A home for the ones who never complain.
Coloring the sky with green.
Unseen.
Unheard.
Walls made of china.
Red lights made of hearts.
The moon is out even when it isnt dark.
I could live here forever.
No one cries here.
I've OVERLY endulged in this atmosphere.
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