This is the third day I've not written. Need to catch up.
Snowball
Poem to dead famous person in voice of another
Wake up at 3 am Bisham park poem
Park poem
Tipsy tipsy topsy turvy
slides swings see-s aw sand
Friendships romance lines blurring
Infinite possibilities un folding
Fingers tracing contours
Night day
Stark outlines night skies
Details clear crystal
Dawn break reality creaks
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