I've got a garden where demons have never reigned...

I've got a flower that will cure all of your pain...

Spring tears in the river banks...

Mirror sidewalks...

Trees that are made of cotton candy...

Injecting silver into the stone of many sculptures...

The sky erupts of amethyst covering the horizon line...

Its too precise...

Lavender essence swallows all of us...

To be a symphony to the ears of the atmosphere...

Whilst it sinks into the garden of melodies.