They have a much easier time with the toddler-clouds - tiny and light, they surrender to the sun and bathe in its light. Orange flurries with strokes of amber and crimson - you could mistake them for mini-flames in the sky.
Up above, in the glistening chaos of the pearly whites and the mini-flames, you weave your way - a fish gliding through soothing rivers, bathed and refreshed.
In this one chaotic instant, peace feels eternal.
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Dear Immensely-Large Audience,
In this one chaotic instant, peace feels eternal.
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Dear Immensely-Large Audience,
I seem to have finally hit a jackpot of inspiration.. resulting in the above post and 2 more to come... (all based on the theme of the sun and clouds) spent two hours this morning - purely inspired , writing frantically - oh s-weet joy i yearned for!! Alhamdulilah -here i go! =)
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