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underestimate
the power of
innocence
and a
clear
conscience
You know you are
falling in love, when
you're falling
up
still miss
those eyes
of yours?
I'm
trapped there
even by your
careless
glance.
Be magical
and a little
weird
while you
recalibrate
your
magic wand
Why
Why would you fall
Oh sky! Loving earth
is disastrous,
yet the heart
must try
What'll I do? What'll I do?
When none of my sweet dreams
ever come true,
got the blues so bad
I cry the whole night through.
One of my bad ol' blues. I probably stole it from some real black bluesman.
my little poems
love yours--
and i see yours enjoy mine--
perhaps we could be friends,
and on a play date
walk to the park
behind them.
before we  know it,
we're skipping,
enchanted by their exuberance
we'll delight to see them
playing together:
swinging side by side,
chasing fairies,
laughing
uncontrollably--
our carefree,
happy children.
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