Poetic little ditty here.
“Your dreams are incredibly loud tonight, you’re creating forest fires, you can’t even change your sight, it’s stuck in you like a virus, I can’t change your thoughts, my dear, I can’t change your fears, but if you want, I’ll travel near, to make it disappear”
Guess we’re on a help someone kick today. What better way to pay for our rent for our room here on Earth; right, Champ?
Be good, do good.
everything, etc. 