what shall i do
shall i get ready for bed
or just laugh in my head
mabye shine all night
until there is only light
perhaps i'll blink and jump
but the floor might bump
and break the glass cup
that wakes the world up
i could sit here and sing
as air and clouds give me wing
and then i'll fly
high, high into the sky
until the universe is but a tiny drop
clear and spinning like a sparkling top
and then i return again
back to earth and my ink filled pen..
to sit and write
mabye all night
about everything true right..
yes.. that i might..

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