Fluttering wings with so far to look ahead
All smiles of anticipation
In wonderment of one moment to the next
Alive here Living there
Dancing with light from no source but ones own; changing color light reflecting off itself
Happily being Happy enough to be
Having no memories
Only soft familiar impressions of what has been
and what more could become then, decidedly
Alive here Living there
Restfully: tossing into sleep, where that dreams end rolls into this's beginning!
LOOK look LOOK
That was all it took
Imagining well
Alive here and Living there
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