Been thinking bout Dorothy and rainbows, considering witches, full of fright. spirits wandering through my mind, feeling alright…..
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i tried for sure, you are my lost one. any old way, it’s on me. what you say, is burning truth, i offer no excuse………
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just hanging around……
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halfways drunk, fully loaded. hidden messages, easily de- coded, extraordinary….
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animal tracks, highways unknown…
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stretching, purring, full of contentment. laying his satisfied face onto the satin pillow. feathers strewn all about the room. poor little bird had met his untimely doom…….
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one time i loved her, that much is true. other things are lies magnified…..
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i smile to myself, this arctic blast will not last. enjoy it for a change, wait until August, you’ll still complain……….
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frigid temps, scowling faces, constant complaining, cool embraces…weather induced insomnia….
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And your bird can sing……….do you have everything thing you want?…..
