Hey Kids! Now You Can Draw Your Own
Candace 'n' Company - Courtesy of Jordan Smith-
Here's How Jordan Does it
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ABSINTHE REFLECTIONS FROM A GRAND FIESTA
by Hal Ofstie
The forgotten residual effect
A night of a thousand lullabies
Soft reaction
The pale, black theatre of night
Gestures and glances
Very nuanced
A fiesta
The archetype of man
Down the bottom of a long tunnel
Back to the present reality
Beachside, everything is beautiful
Sunshine in endless supply
Streets like emeralds glistening
The forgotten residual effect
A night of a thousand lullabies
Soft reaction
The pale, black theatre of night
Gestures and glances
Very nuanced
A fiesta
The archetype of man
Down the bottom of a long tunnel
Back to the present reality
Beachside, everything is beautiful
Sunshine in endless supply
Streets like emeralds glistening
Who's listening
To our conscious testimony?
We bear witness to being
In purified sentiment
Rarified pleasures
Garden whistle escape
Sanctimonious breed
Enchanted songs
Churn through our memories
Notes whistle down the proceedings
Oh, grant me clearer, expanded vision!
True testimony
I hear on the wind
A grand celebration
The beginnings of
A great turning
The age
Finally granted its
Comeuppance
Will this song on the secret wind
Grow in its audacity?
Or be snuffed
In the name of social policy
Our colors do not run
But they could be bolder,
Brighter
Like a picnic
On a beautiful day in the American nature
So many blessings
My heart fills up
I offer a silent thanks
To the Great Architect
Designer
Force for Good
To our conscious testimony?
We bear witness to being
In purified sentiment
Rarified pleasures
Garden whistle escape
Sanctimonious breed
Enchanted songs
Churn through our memories
Notes whistle down the proceedings
Oh, grant me clearer, expanded vision!
True testimony
I hear on the wind
A grand celebration
The beginnings of
A great turning
The age
Finally granted its
Comeuppance
Will this song on the secret wind
Grow in its audacity?
Or be snuffed
In the name of social policy
Our colors do not run
But they could be bolder,
Brighter
Like a picnic
On a beautiful day in the American nature
So many blessings
My heart fills up
I offer a silent thanks
To the Great Architect
Designer
Force for Good
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