these thoughts are why i have no friends
Monday
poem.
dancing under the luminous moon with wolves
catching butterflies with snakes
picking flowers with elephants and we will make flower corwns for all
the creatures of the sea.
yellow seaweed and sea shells rattle in my brain while i surf.
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