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Golden optimism
The golden sun rises above the mountains,
Creating glimmers across the water
That look like smaller, brighter suns.
They dance and sparkle
Against the lake.
They jump and leap,
Creating a spectacle,
Beyond reality. -
Golden Sunshine
Warmth tingles my cheeks,
Like hot, golden sand is brushing across them,
Or as if tiny needles gently poke my skin.
The gentle heat relaxes me,
Like hot cocoa on a cold day.
It feels as if I’m being smothered by light, -
Bound With Possibilities
I look up at a night sky bound with possibilities,
Maybe life, maybe plants.
Perhaps a sea, filled with grass and flowers,
Or a mountain range, made entirely from water.
Could it be a planet just like our own, -
Stories and plots unraveling
Fresh open pages,
A musty old smell,
Etched onto paper, lie stories unravelling,
Adventures untangling,
A break from reality,
A mirror to your life.
Opportunities opening up,
New perspectives being handed to you, -
A Glimmer Of Color In A Black And White World
My world is in black and white. Literally. My skin is gray, and my hair is black. Everyone around me has gray skin too. The same gray eyes. The only thing in my world that isn't black ane white are th -
Painting My Island
My oar dips into the water, and pulls it aside. Dip. Pull.
Loves
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thresholds
take me out.
knock me over the head with a baseball bat and drag my unconscious form
beneath the shadowed wall. into a wardrobe. a hobbit hole.
wherever you can think to put me, do so. i want out.
i want to make my mark
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Quiet isn’t consent
i learned
life liberty
the pursuit of happiness
before i learned
how often a promise
can hesitate
no one mentioned
how often you’d have to prove -
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