New found land

Music by the ocean sun tanned aided by the suntan lotion factor fifty five.   The sand crab grabs me in a most peculiar place mostly forgotten, but just in case it’s not it reminds me of how lucky I got and I got lucky by the score.   Sea shells yell at me as…

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Pegasus

Island hopping, life never stopping to draw a breath. Racing through the lace of the sky, clouds shout, Hi, I don’t hear them, only slowing when the light goes green, which is the witch in me being awkward. Backflow, forward in slow mo’, side, headlong dancing I don’t know where this island hop will take…

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