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what i picture in my head
i see a lion lyin on a pile of dandelions
and i see the wheat plants moving with the wind
the sun is a bright orange,so bright and with depth that you could climb it
i hear the sound of birds chirping and the plants moving with the ever so gentle wind
the lion squints its eyes and says roar ever so gently but with confidence
and i see the wheat plants moving with the wind
the sun is a bright orange,so bright and with depth that you could climb it
i hear the sound of birds chirping and the plants moving with the ever so gentle wind
the lion squints its eyes and says roar ever so gently but with confidence
Published 14th Jan 2017
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