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Lying in the cool,flowing, overgrown grass Bright,blue skies above you A warm,fragant breeze flows over you,as if, Someone is pulling the softest silk sheet across your body Yet never quite touching you Renewing you,as if you've slumbered for a thousand years Clouds passing overhead Imagination showing you figures and shapes,dreams and hopes You've forgotten the worries of your previous life To find a new life,now realizing,finally, What life is meant to be A lone ray of sunlight passes over you As if to comfort,as a blanket might warm you on a cool night You finally leave,a different person With memories of your perfect day.
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Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 12:25 PM UTC
Perfect Day
Lying in the cool,flowing, overgrown grass Bright,blue skies above you A warm,fragant breeze flows over you,as if, Someone is pulling the softest silk sheet across your body Yet never quite touching you Renewing you,as if you've slumbered for a thousand years Clouds passing overhead Imagination showing you figures and shapes,dreams and hopes You've forgotten the worries of your previous life To find a new life,now realizing,finally, What life is meant to be A lone ray of sunlight passes over you As if to comfort,as a blanket might warm you on a cool night You finally leave,a different person With memories of your perfect day.
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Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 12:25 PM UTC
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