To remain at the beginning until the end, starting anew every single moment, with regard for all living souls, and finding life in mistakes, and peace within chaos — a prayer for everyone.

Kind, one of a kind, what do we find. Loo loo la la land. Oh you're grand. One mind, one mind. Sorry, I care, but to be fair, Mr. Peet is goofie.

The light finds its way, to make a friend, ask for help, and play. Don't get angry, now don't get upset. The gesture, the cry, call to you — oh Peter, hello.

Pillows of downtime that crawl in place. I can't save you until you face, the demonic notions of angelic grace, falling to land upon the chase.

Led by the light to a shadowy mass at night, having made a prayer of sorts. What shall I do about it? Instead of just wondering, just do things, with care, and devotion scopes you out — partners.