the trees
are painted a
thousand
shades
of green,
the sky is
a fixed
orb of blue
over the length
of you
asleep
how long
this day seems.
quiet
with no where
imminent
to be.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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