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Nov 2019
Yesterday I mounted  the wind
Laughing hard as the breeze slapped my face
It tickled like grass under the thighs
A pleasant feeling to be afloat
Rocking with the waves

Supine in the recliner at dusk
Up in the sky on top of the world
Legs crossed, breaking nuts, bottoms up
A vigneron never labours in vain
Supped from my cup my finely brewed wine like a god

Right now I'm purring like a **** in boots
As I ride my roan horse with vigor
Filling every cranny with sunshine
Walking full of life with fire in my bones
Smoke from my mouth is evident

But there's a but,
The fault in our stars
Puddle after the rain
A thought fast moulding fear
A lot of questions clogging the mind
An impending threat

Would the sun shine all day?
Hang around at dusk
Instead of sinking in the west
Stay up through the night
And even till dawn morrows
Or will it again do what it does

Will I still be lurking on cloud nine?
Where the mood is set
And the time is right
A calm in honor of the halcyon
Where there's no need to cheese for the camera
For the smile is always straight up from the soul
Written by
Danny  18/M/Never-never land
(18/M/Never-never land)   
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       Danny, N, Bogdan Dragos and Orion Lesneski
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