Me, i feel like the pirate king, on non sleep mormings
like the owl rider, and birds betwen my feathers
afternoons on braches
the cool air within nouses
my feet so wind cosies
and i feel my eyes
i look-talk,
myself a deep voyage
in dream tonigt
i love everyone
i guilt
bouth, and jump
touch
25 touch, my dearest friends
25 hapiness!
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