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I started this
with my head
in my hands,
ran my palms
down my face,
brought them
together in front
of me as if in prayer.
My mind was
putting on a
show,
bursts of
imagery flashed
like fireworks.
Words floated
like falling
feathers,
ideas danced
like fireflies
in the night.
For some reason
my senses
brought about
the scent
of the sea.
I closed my
eyes and seen
the palm trees
sway like
hula girls in
the wind.
A smile appeared
and I
held on to
it for as long
as I could.
Eyes clenched
tightly shut,
mind at work.
It called
to me and I
ran to it
with my heart
wide open.
And when
it was all over
I sat down
and created
this..
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