A lonely beautiful
Searching for my soul,
Wishing I wasn't alone....but here I sit
Seeing the flowers hosting together
Floating in the everlasting breeze.
Dreaming I was swimming with the water,
Gathering with the trees,
As the succulent grasses danced acrossed my feet.
Standing in an endless field of my beautiful lonely,
Rain over flows upon my face
As i watch in a bliss of ecstasy.
While the dull pleasure fills my heart,
As the vacant pensive mood of my emotions dance
Entering in a bliss of my own solitude, I smile.
Awaiting the day for my jocund company,
For I am a ravishing sea of daiffidills in my beautiful lonely.
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