i'm not humble and kind at all, — why do you think i ported my sky on the translucent membrane of your eyes...? ... to force you to (dream), (dream), (dream)... ⁂ beautiful memories have the skill to bandage up your soul's tegument, enough to see the microscopic light hidden ineptly at your mind's edge... ... (i'm one-of-a-kind beautiful and one-of-a-kind memory) ... (macroscopically) ⁂ can you filter through a rusty sieve the best days out of a week...(?) (i'm curious to see the look on your smile while you try doing it...), (doing the effort to groove me in your sureness) ⁂ with the serenity of the sea, fix your eyes on my eyes captivated by your fantasies (hmmm, — do you still cherish what you see...) ⁂ your diabolic mind created a journey, — this journey pushes someone else's thoughts to some possible destinations for healing the deceitful promises of tomorrow (to force you to wake up), (wake up), (wake up) ... (in my beautiful world) ⁂ the production line o