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Willy Wonka
Blankets:mistyFeelings:past thoughtsIts been windy and rainy: the sun will co me out tomorrow. Gripping melodies of emotionality. what a trip; what a plea from a wasted landit was off key, and I was then in a top hat. There’s no place like home.There’s no place like home. Wrapped in the comforter. Winter’s past time.
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Many & Few
Touching the sky of fur blossom and plum. Swirling alongside the way, a magical hat in hand. The incense of the painter of the white blossoms. Is this your window? Into your safe places. One seems to invite the uninvited. Oh how it’s the little things that move the wrench. Bending to the forces an…
