Its a van Gogh night
With golden curls, making me stare
Very glittery, very sexy
Offshore winds, blasting waves
showing of their blue patterns in bohemian fashion
Consumed by an inflated sense of self importance
I swallow yellow balls
pour purple skies
Exhale red horizons
It's me, I'm the universe
Sitting here, watching this imperishable movie
I'm thinking that
I am in the mood to dissolve into the sky
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