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I like to sit and think About all that is All that was All that could be. My mind wanders through all possibilities As though they were endless, endless fields of wildflowers. I take a brief stop. Soaking up the sunshine of hope dancing to the beat of your heart, the winds of change blow. We've lived a thousand lives lost in a sea of daydream delights neither here nor there but everywhere no single meaning to this thing called life.
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
daydream delights
I like to sit and think About all that is All that was All that could be. My mind wanders through all possibilities As though they were endless, endless fields of wildflowers. I take a brief stop. Soaking up the sunshine of hope dancing to the beat of your heart, the winds of change blow. We've lived a thousand lives lost in a sea of daydream delights neither here nor there but everywhere no single meaning to this thing called life.
mavis-mayhem
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
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