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A giant white moth,
Imagine dust on its wing,
Zigzags past my view.
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Lighting a candle,
Burn my fingers on the flame,
Get used to the pain.
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The red candle wax melts,
From the blistering suns heat,
In the garden ***.
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Glitter on my arm,
A sparkling mystery star,
How did it get there?
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Closer to nature,
Soothingly caress the mind,
Visions of beauty.
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Amber glowing orb,
Bats flutter past the street light,
Wings against the dark.
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Enter the dreamscape,
There is psychic potential,
And intuition.
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