My Digital life
Im traveling on roads of gold
my motives remain untold
as I look from left to right
I see a flat green serenity
Im approaching something
...a microscopic building...
but wait im quickly diverted back
through the way I entered
Im leaving...my paradise...where could I be going?
finally i make my way within a beautiful glass box where
colors begin marvelously contorting and forming around me
I am the image of my serene and beautiful life
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