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Myths and legends are alive and well all around us.
Apollo lives
in the steady hands of a medical surgeon
In the voice of the newest, hottest star
i soar over grassy hills,
viridescent and glowing in the sun,
dark and gleaming indigo in the moonlight.
the tree encircles me
in its crooked and loving arms.
my tattered wings ache from
a long day
Shadowed dark skies roar over head,
as I lay here dreaming in my bed.
In my mind I stand in a field of flowers,
and I become lost in daydream for countless hours.
I'm surrounded by dark colors and hues,
Hark!
Do you perceive
filled to the brim with joy
attentive to the music of the fey?
The way the trees whisper amongst each other,
the way the wind whistles in harmony,
the crickets titter in tune,
Somewhere in the land of Gray
There was a girl, whose name was Kay
Kay was smart, Kay was beautiful
Most of all, Kay was truthful
A dreamer in the best of ways
In her head spent most her days
