The grass’ green through the tinted lense, Everything smells so sweet. Flowers adorn this world of pretend, Living in this beautiful retreat. I keep my mind busy as I walk around, I want the colours to stay. Trying to ignore the skies of cloud, I won’t let this dream go away. If I stop to […]
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