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lying in bed, on a holiday morning, the mind is free to frolic
On this winter morning
I’m daydreaming
of warm summer daysprings,
blue lake glistenings,
butterscotch skin,
heartbeat quickenings,
and unmade decisions behind blue eyes.
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2021
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