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Imagining If

October 15, 2017


If trinkets were fickle
And the rain just a trickle
The world would be torn upside down

If the clouds were made of cotton
And sweat poured without stoppin’
It would be the strangest of cities and towns

If everyone could fly
All around the blue sky
The clouds would then be just some people

If the birds could all speak
Then they would just sneak
Around and be spies as they wheeple

If just someone could love
Like the souls from above
I would then willingly weep

If my love would love me
I’d be happy as can be
And to the skies and beyond I would leap


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