It was too bad, it was too old, it was to floppy. Are you even there?
It will stop only when it will have to…
“Are we even here?” Whispered the ghost.
It was a tiny round purple ghost with two eyes.
The huge T-Rex had nothing to say.
“We’re here for the day”
A voice whispered
In a breath, we’ll reach the golden palace on the clouds
Where the green rivers flow
And the harmony of the universe
Is finally alive.
Again.