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good morning, sunshine
dew drops glisten in the morning rays,
splashed across the verdant blades.
tears of the dawning
sun, cry for me.
when i fall
catch me on your spectrum;
falling into a pot of natural skittles.
i taste the rainbow
as it spreads over my face
and fills my pockets;
a neverending supply
of sunshine in a bag.
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Comments
skittles, taste the rainbow
Nicely done 
estarial Says:
Damn you double-talented people. No one should be able to write this well and draw as well as you do,
Face Star Says:
skittles are pthat good sometimes, especially the ones in the purple package.