Timeless Blue Dreams
Whispering winds whistle softly through amber moores. Babbling brooks of billowing blue dreams folded back on timeless quanderings. Refreshing swirls of waters quench my very soul. Light ponders the darkness, a foe to each neither has known. Sparkling golden sphere has thou shined upon a dark so dismal drear. To a sullen peace you find your place to the comfort of thine eyes. Wrap me in your blessed blues. Fill me with your sunlit shine. Do I know not my place in your schemes?
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