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Jan 2016
Distractions, distractions,
beautiful, shiny, noisy distractions
They flutter around my head
and their iridescent wings brush against my cheeks
My ears are smothered by the sound of their whispers
so I give up ignoring,
because the sound of their mindless singing
is much more beautiful
than a discussion of a king, his daughters, and an illegitimate son.
Like I said....BORED.
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Sky  22/Other/that mystical place...
(22/Other/that mystical place...)   
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