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My magical revery 💙

My magical revery 💙

I shall soar like an Albatross above that awesome ocean

Dipping and diving for a tasty morsel when I warrant such a notion

And yon ebb and flowing of the tide will be my mystical motion

To spend my days idling on this seaside is my desirable devotion..
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Where I dream that I dwell with colourful fishies below

I can see my mermaids tail in the moonlights glow

And I sparkle with my silvery scales amidst my shadow

Splishing and splashing amongst an unfathomable of flow..
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But please dear reader all I ask of thee

Do not wake me up from my magical revery

Just leave me be to my slumbering destiny

Where I can be at one with Mother nature betwixt her beautiful blue sea...

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Marion

Thank god one of us writes pleasant...lol.🤪🤪 lush stuff 🤗🤗

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Jill Tait

Piss mesell laughin I luv your ingenius muses tho my lovely lass ❤️💜❤️U have such a unique way with turnin n twistin vocabulary 🧡

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Greg Etsell

hay i got to vote agin
how abut that wonderful poem

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Jill Tait

Awwww woohoo brilliant Greg ⭐️💚❤️💙

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