Inspiration swirls 'roundorange, yellow, and red. Dropping from branches,it sometimes lands gentle, fluffy, and white. While other times it splashesboisterously through puddlesstomping its presence. It slips in seamlesslybetween my thoughts And rains down my backalong with soap suds,first poking my crown without thorns. It pings and pongsfrom my gutthrough my heartand out my fingers. And […]

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