SO QUEIT AND DEEP,
NOTHING BAD THAT IN CREEPS;
EVERYTHING Z HUMBLE AND IN PEACE.
CALMNESS AND GLOW SPARKLES EVERYWHERE.
PEOPLE DO WHATEVER THEY DARE,
SO THEY MAY SHIMMER IN HEAVEN.
NEVER, THERE! THEY ARE DRENCHED IN RUES.
THERE,
A BOUNDARY OF SMILES, AS A CIRCLE;
BOBS UP AND DOWN WITH JOYS ALL AROUND.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 1:47 PM UTC
SO QUEIT AND DEEP,
NOTHING BAD THAT IN CREEPS;
EVERYTHING Z HUMBLE AND IN PEACE.
CALMNESS AND GLOW SPARKLES EVERYWHERE.
PEOPLE DO WHATEVER THEY DARE,
SO THEY MAY SHIMMER IN HEAVEN.
NEVER, THERE! THEY ARE DRENCHED IN RUES.
THERE,
A BOUNDARY OF SMILES, AS A CIRCLE;
BOBS UP AND DOWN WITH JOYS ALL AROUND.
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