"Mind flowers
Pretty mind flowers
Take a trip to the center of your mind
To your mind
Letting only your conscience be your guide
Finding out that life is where it's at
Sacrifice of your ego, sacrifice, sacrifice
Let it go, let it go, let it go...
Falling sounds explode across myriad conscience of tomorrow’s mind
You feel yourself rising slowly and yet falling down upon shattered dreams
Crystal sights are shattered and distorted by reality’s truth
Again you hear the crying of a thousand harpies as tomorrow is gone
You are cleansed…
You will never hear distortion again
I am falling into the quicksand of my troubled mind
Peace, tranquillity
Mind flowers" - ulitmate spinach
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