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"Imagination": Imagine-Nation / / Well Hola Bonjour {Hello Hello} there wonderful Muggles/Magical & Non-magical beings of the Universe; / / Pleasure to meet you / / It's nice that we are simultaneously existing. / / / / / || I come for the adventures, human expirences and such with all your lovely poems ||
I sit at the high island table beside the ferns & that one Cacti you named Carlos Adoring the morning Sunlight In your eyes- I’m lost in the way you cook eggs Sunnyside but you almost always mess up Somewhere between the process of flipping it & {looking} {Like a lovelier Rosie R.} Later deciding it was Scrambled you were making all along Perhaps I’m in love with way you can’t whistle But attempt to anyways Nonchalantly- As if nothing happened- As if my heart weren’t those- Eggs
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC
Scrambled Sunny Side
When not Compared to Anything You are Everything
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Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
__vs.__
The   ~              Sweetest creases are                                                       ~                                                         Smiles.
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
Smiles {5w}
Lonely is my friend                 We'll always end up   Meeting           Once                     Again Sit me       Down    Sipping           Drowning in                     T e a                                     Enjoying no ones                                             Company.
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC
Tea Company
*Among the sea of discontentment There is always a green isle Have to swim against the tide Land of hope waiting for weary swimmer Who has paddled the rough seas Finally finding a paradise*
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Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 2:37 AM UTC
Green Isle
We are dancing on the Rings of Saturn Riding high on a glistening Comet Then I reach up to gather Stardust And sprinkle it on your Astral golden hair Hold your hand as we are crossing Moonbeams On our way to bask in the heat of a White Sun Dining at the restaurant in the Milky Way Then we enjoy a kiss under the Asteroid Belt Your finger points up at the Shooting Stars Your eyes shine brighter than any Nova Light And with the magic in all of Cosmic Space I want to stay here with you, my love, in our little World
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
460: Our Little World
yes someone would be pleased well the moon made of cheese but the moon was not accustom to an invasion by the gray earth rats from a different persuasion yes the moon made of cheese
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
The Moon Made of Cheese
Madness  called me the other day                                            {said I was}                   A liable Prodigè
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
Potential{ly}; Mad
Love is an art. And I can barely draw you a stick figure.
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC
Why I am a lousy lover