going through the path of green.
that no-one has really ever seen.
lead by a path of golden lillipads.
somehow the path landed up to a field of chaining flowers..
but these were'nt real flowers... no. they had powers.
they were growing upon sunshine through the greenish forestvine.
they were yelling and talking and laughing.
what's the weather for tomorrow? the lilly asked.
the rose replied "it's going to be pretty and fine."
and they ever asked me to join them for tea.
I could tell these talking flowers were very happy.
but as the night grew upon the earth.
It was time for me to go.
I made a path formed out of dirt so i could get back there tomorrow.
And I was gone by the time it was night flow.
 
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