On your back, grass below.
A voice calls forth from the divine.
Bellowing for the world to behold.
No one hears but you.
It speak forth words which change your view of existence.
A sepia tone is pulled from life and you are free to explore Earth's beauty.
Forever it will resonate through your very soul.
"Buttsex is sweet."
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From The Unknown
SpiritualA short wander through the surreal. What is it like to talk to that which cannot be seen?
