Sunny day, warm sand underneath.
Sunny day and we wander up the hills.
Little pools of blue glitter dreams
We are about to steal a soul,
Fishing in this amniotic place,
Cradle of simple, short lives,
Home of ugly and lovely beings.
This blue blanket is never still,
Shimmering satin I can see through.
Drop hook, small diamonds appear.
I hear the girls laugh behind,
Everything is so warm,
There are more smiles in our eyes,
Bubbles -like blissful sighs.
I have got it now...
I will pull it out.
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Inspired by Kari Rueslatten.
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Comments
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ohhhhh pretty images
I like the diamonds line alot
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