Your Copy

You are you and still here. I want you to wonder and find fun. I want you to wonder and find important past and present. I want your wants to become something that makes you happy. Please let go of your head and be a smiling.

The torture and morning grace of piano is taste. I know that we will rise from our handsome ashes. We will not be groomed but when sleeping and laying we will see learning. Can you rise and ride to enjoy please.

I want you to feel much more to heart as cold of gold. Your too precious in the arms of Angel’s and breath’s. Please let you be happy in your mind of showing. Please be happy if you knowing of knowing nothing, even so… I seek you as love.

Here is a story to a tail of you being you. A copy of you is always feeling alone but deep to understand things. The other side is trying it’s best to be happy and let things be in a mess of conflict and desperation. You see it’s all you inside. I want you to know your inches of scouring and faith.

Here is a thing for one side. They will sleep and talk more but never find out what they want. The other will be quiet and still leading to what they want only interest for bothered and shuttled. It’s like two peas in a pond only small and anxious. You can’t be so afraid but only for fun is all.

Listen you slumber but let your mind guide you. For you are nature and what you do is all planned as it should be. Don’t let yourself break become everything and be stubbornly cautious for all is steps and in-front of you.

Hey go to sleep you have to think now. Your mind only for the steps of all things is ready for fun. You know even if you didn’t like anyone you know your place. Your copy is wisdom and your reason is righteous. Perfection your dignity as a place of life in your time line as you be you. You cannot be a robot or a AI we are far better than anyone.

We have creation’s of dreams and peace. We are the first and no one will change our way’s of fun. The lesson here is always become one with nature for a copy of you is only as fully prepared as any of you and if not you are not you. Maybe we had our time together lasting to have fun. The existence of not wanting to listen but also the steps are here.

What do the steps mean?