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Ecstatic


Smells like a perfectly baked cake that came fresh out of the oven as its aroma fills the room with wonder,

Tastes like the candy that we used to love when we were kids,

Sounds like a melody that just goes perfect with the movement of the thumping in your heart,

Feels like a dream, a forever going ecstasy

Feels like a Friday that goes on forever with no stops or trouble, just you and your gut having the time of your life,

Feels like the day you finally realize you can do anything if you put your mind and heart to it,

Feels like laying on floating clouds, and seeing the little imaginary fairies run around and play,

Feels like an overload of joy, as you jump in the sea made of chocolate,

Looks like the children of freedom and peace come and wrap you with the ribbon of liberty,

Seems like an illusion a beautiful, happy, outgoing, blissful,  one, that you wish you could be stuck in for the rest of your life.

 
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Absent Siano

Kenyan and Muslim. Young and amazing. Fun and creative. It's a passion. Sorta like fashion. Without all the 'stuff'. Always writing something. Can never get enough. Living a simply elegant life. Always ready to write. I love you is three. I love me is also. My profile is where you'll be. I open eyes for people to see. Changing minds so they can also read. I love what I do. And what I do loves me. Zoop! Is my word. I'll be sipping on tea, Cause rhymes like these you ain't Never heard. Peace and love. Like Asalamu'alaykum. I don't like dancing. 'Cause I ain't no Channing Tatum. See you around! I know you'll come back because, I make 'em but never break 'em. Find me on my title. Power of the i. No lies. Just truths. And you'll soon know why. Luck and God is to you. 'Cause he knows all that you do. Be good, and careful. So you won't be regretful. This is Siano. As in- Absent Siano

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