In the land of linen where my mind lies
I look up to see the blue and white striped sky
crossed over with deep, glossy black lines
If only I had the wings to fly
I'd be able to read the dreams of mine
-Alyssa
I look up to see the blue and white striped sky
crossed over with deep, glossy black lines
If only I had the wings to fly
I'd be able to read the dreams of mine
-Alyssa
This poem has been swimming around in my head for a few days now, so I figured I'd write it down.
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