You're in a meadow laying in the soft lush grass. Look up in the clouds dreaming you can be on them. Close your eyes...Spread your wings Little one; fly untill you can almost touch the sky. Such beauty; the way the sun clashes color in the light blue sky makes beautiful specks of gold that shine and reclects off of the clouds. Smile heartedly Little one, dreams to fly are quite lovely aren't they? Happinness beyond belief lies in the ever so peaceful sky.
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