Pulp Fiction

If my answers frighten you, then you should cease asking scary questions.

Pulp Fiction

Follow me to the top of the mountain
and then jump with me.
Follow me to the depths of the ocean
and let the sharks see.

Let’s be forty and twenty at the same time
Let’s make symphonies and be partners in crime.
Let us lose inhibitions and let down our guards
Let’s exchange dreams like they’re business cards.

Let’s discuss paradoxes and consequences of time travel
Let’s get some popcorn and watch mysteries unravel.
Let’s make mistakes every hour of every day
Let’s forget black or white and color our thoughts grey.

Let’s be vagabonds in some faraway lands
and collapse into each other while the universe expands.
Heck, let’s even be thrown into some favela in Brazil
But lets never be alone and forever refuse to stand still.

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