- Tonight, the sun did paint the sky the colour of cotton candy.
- With wisps of pink and tufts of blue, mouth wat’ring where I was standing.
- The smells from fairs waft through my nose; my lips are kissed with sweetness.
- The quiet hues enwrap my soul with penetrating deepness.
- The dawn today encased my town with fire breathing orange.
- The embers shining from the sky transform to something foreign.
- I cannot force my gaze away from trees, and grass, and flowers.
- My mind, my soul, my waking spirit bask in the warming shower.
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