The razors edge of the past and the future paints a pastel of purples.
Lilly's dance on the water's rings emanating from the source which refuses no souls.
Figurines dancing on the sea shore against the warm hues of the sunflower setting sun, the rhythm is one we all know well, the rhythm of the love of life.
The dancers dancing power propels humanity along our eternal path of refusing no one.
Returning again and again like waves lapping against the sea shore.
Lilly's dance on the water's rings emanating from the source which refuses no souls.
Figurines dancing on the sea shore against the warm hues of the sunflower setting sun, the rhythm is one we all know well, the rhythm of the love of life.
The dancers dancing power propels humanity along our eternal path of refusing no one.
Returning again and again like waves lapping against the sea shore.
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