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Dec 2016
to fat leaves i stepped on..
i begin to petal along..
yay im a tree in the disguise..
no dirt just sky..
i step on a flower..
and it burned bright like a meteor shower..
to fat leaves i still pedal..
my dad made this wooden bike from a tree in the meadow..
i left the bike one day there in a puddle..
it grew leaves the next day so i took a space shuttle..
i flew to the stars glued to my ceiling..
the kind that shines so bright but not really..
they are made of plastic..
they came from a company called shinetastic..
had to keep my light on to make them glow..
if not they become a no show..
flow
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
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