marketa has me listening to dupree's paradise
dream time
i would rather this day did not end
time is passing
there are sights and sounds and textures
there are tastes and explorations
to be felt made done
experienced i really do not want to spend
those precious hours asleep
dreaming
is fine but we will have time enough to dream
time has slowed over these last
two months
yet the days fly by bye bye days come again soon
i would rather this day did not end
time is passing
but my eyes are c l o s i n g in spite of my rathers
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Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2020-04-25 at 06:41
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