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Jul 2018
Imagine if the sky was emerald green
and the trees were a gentle blue.
Leaves withering away to a royal purple,
then to an old, solemn gray.

Imagine the dance of the morning larks,
swirling and twirling as if they were leaves
swept up by a sudden Spring surge.
All the while they sing songs of love and careless joy.

Imagine the stillness of a crystal-pure lake,
the radiance of the sun glinting from the facet.
A diamond, a crown jewel, hidden to bustling lives.
Take a moment and look with true eyes, the treasures of the Earth.

Imagine if all the scary things went away for a day,
and we could get lost in our imagination again.
Written by
paul  California
   Krizhe Ming
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