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Each thought quilled with strands of hope

Seize the moment , each and every day

Why are you poppy , jealous of rose and thyme ?

The scarlet tinted jealousy and the bright yellow anguish

Of the mind till the heart , every corner every part

Constellation is truly a stellar creation

I spy with my little eye “ a cloud in the shape of a lollipop “

We were like cheese and cracker

A pumpkin carved with gnarly teeth couldn't keep my wariness at bay

How can the past and future be, when the past no longer is, and the future is not yet?