under the apple tree , I set there to see
the beauty of the world around me
blue butterflies dancing in the air
swimming in the sun rays , making golden waves
small ballerinas wearing silk dresses
landing on flowers smelling the essence
I close my eyes , I listen to the air
just ask , I shall take you anywhere
I say no , I wanna stay in reality for awhile
It's a fine place for living if you do have the desire
reality isn't too bad , it's full of beautiful things
why the glass is always half empty , that's our curse
there is no spoon , it's all a state of mind
half full , half empty, it's whatever you decide .
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