She wanted to get away..to a world of sunsets and sunrises...
The telephone sang at a deafening high pitch...
My world boasts of a glorious burning sun and soulful starts...
I gave her the lower note...
She flies now...into an indigo Neverland..
Guess the sun was never as fiery as I thought.. all I needed to do, was take my glasses off.
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