Bright blue sky in mind
a stratosphere climb
world-wide a small rantomine
A little thought
the hunch in a lunch
a snippet of listenit
Cradle and nurture form and shape
good habits participate
high spirits elevate
Across my synapses
the arch of triumph
embark of passages
A tickle of a question
just a smidgin
castle on a cloud
a curious thing
And in a twinkling
'I wish i may
I wish i might'
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