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My head is full of fantasies, They’re my escape from reality, In my world there’s so much I can do, Like run and laugh and skip and play, Converse with people day by day, But sadly all these things will not come true, For my body doesn’t work so…
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Originally posted on WILDsound Writing Festival:
A solar sliver flashes off the hanging chimes, snow pockets fall from a maple squirrel highway, imprints the ground, abominable foot. Morning snares my nostrils, detergent draped vapours, and I wish for a warmer clime. Playful chickadees squeak and scurry while waves of flakes float by, and in the…
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