Feels like a good time for a poem. Enjoy.
By. Lauren Murphy
Rolling swiftly along soft white puffs of sweet
Soothing moisture swirling strands of pearly
Cotton candy consume my form gracefully
Moving me along the everlasting majestic
Blue heavens quenching the thirst from
My parched dry soul filling my mind with
Dreamlike images as little nude archers and
Flying dragons slowly pass me by
I exhale on a sigh the wind flows through me
As I wonder aimlessly along the picturesque scenery
Through pure white cotton that lovingly comforts me.
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