From all the things that down you
Run away and into,
The land of the lost
The bruised and broken
Where we can al live like the kings and the queens of tragedy. A home for all the "Freaks" Like you, me, the unknown, unidentified, and otherwise undiscovered. Together we can hold hands and fly off the edge all reality and plant the seeds of our ever growing sanctuary in which we bless with all our thoughts, emotions, and create new forms of determination for ourselves and each other.