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My Flower Sky

My Flower Sky

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I have tried to paint it

My own flower sky

A garden of color

I cannot describe



And I have made a way there

Through these corridors

And through the rooftop stairway

Through the secret door



You misunderstand me

I am not a child

The door to my garden

I lift open wide, wide up above



Marigolds, violets, roses not stud seeds

Cornflowers make blue fields

Where I want to run



You misunderstand me

I am not a child

The door to my garden

I lift open wide



You misunderstand me

I am not a child

I wish that I could be

But time proves unkind



You misunderstand me

I am not a child

A place to come back to

Is my flower sky

Is my flower sky

Is my flower, my flower, my flower, my flower sky



It's somewhere out there

Sky

My Flower Sky /

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