Float like a butterfly
Sting like a bee,
Unwind yourself under a tree.
.
To succeed
is to plant your own seed
and do live feed.
.
The food is ready,
Time to share with friend Teddy,
An opportunity to impress Daddy.
.
Void is hard to avoid,
Loneliness gets lost like glory
Falling through the grate of memory.
.
Facing missing epics
and a fugitive dream,
I hear your pen scream!
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