07
Oct
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Sitting in a daze
Thinking about the obvious.
Oblivious to time. Or Season.
I lay in my bed thinking about a hill. & who is ontop of it.
All I can picture is long hair. Soft stare. & skin that’s Fair
Eye’s blend. Morning & sky.
It’s the little details. But I already know this.
On the hill, I can only see her figure. A silhouette.
Above her, a yoke like sun.
She dances with the warmth of the sunlight.
She runs down through a field of flowers. They make rainbows in the ground.
Parallel to her are mountains. Snowy mountains.
There’s no one in sight for miles. But she doesnt care.
This happened yesterday. I think It’ll happen tomorow.
One thing’s for sure. I’ve fallen in love with this girl. I think she might be real
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