The Girl From the Train
It was a dream she said aloud,
Purple air, yellow rain and a colorful crowd,
Her friends laughed in disbelief
She pushed them softly and threatened to leave
She closed her eyes and smiled in awe,
such quantic beauty her eyes never saw
She had a dream about the world,
Life was fluid, a colorful energy ball.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
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