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Idle
The blue sky is my ceiling
The fluffy clouds my pillow
And here I lounge in dreamy bliss
Beneath a weeping willow
The sunlight catching idle thoughts
To turn them into rays
And scatter them
Like sunny seeds
To brighten darker days
Tuesday 3rd May 2022 11:29 am
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