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Penetrating My Daydream

His voice is grating Penetrating my daydream I rapidly turn it into a mosquito But it bites me, so I transmogrify it into a butterfly It flits around turning different colors orange as a flame, red as a gypsy’s skirts, blue as the dusk at night. I can feel a smile on my face that I do not often experience. It is my giant love smile. I am loving this daydream. Miss Stone! I sit up sharply, blinking. Oh, heck. I am in my sophomore math class again. Mr. Not-So-Nice is glaring at me. The class laughs.

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Date: 8/3/2020 9:43:00 PM
So light, cute, cool. Yes, if that butterfly had just morphed into a pterodactyl, you coulda gotta outta dare!!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/4/2020 5:23:00 PM
I wish it had! I would have LOVED that! I would have lassoed it and ridden it out of there!

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