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⊆ 8:08 AM by Pete | ˜ 0 comments »

I remember those days we spent
Those cold afternoons, as we stared
At parades of cotton, imagined
Lying on our backs, as time itself
Warped and tangled around us
Embracing us, in a whirlpool of dreams
And memories now forgotten
Had we seen the omens, those signs foretold,
Would it have made a ripple
In the placid waters of fate?
But to spend again, those timeless days
Lying on our backs as we stared
At parades of cotton, imagined
Forever lost, in a whirlpool of dreams,
And wonderment for what future is,
Forever embraced in time’s gentle bliss.

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