I'm the child
I am the
child,
who sits alone.
I write dreams,
that
carry you away.
I sleep on the
moon,
in rainbows that
live in
caves. I snuggle
with a
gold feather that
belongs
to an ice cream
cone.
I am the
child,
who sits alone.
I write dreams,
that
carry you away.
I fly with an
umbrella,
in kisses that
dwell in
plays. I feel the
air with
planes that have
lived
to run in fields
of music.
I am the
child,
who sits alone.
I write dreams,
that
carry you away.
I sing with a
flower
pot, in water that
runs in
waves. I see the
notes with
clocks that have
tried
to fix broken
hearts.
I am the
child,
who sits alone.
I write dreams,
that
carry you away.
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