Swimming lost lakes,
Forbidden streams,
Rainbow snowflakes,
Into a land
dripping dreams.
Neon colors seeping,
From a seamless
worlds seams.
Leaking from
behind the walls.
Dreams
in the skies rainfall.
Pouring from the sky.
Droplets of make believe.
Hitting the ground,
Beauty & music
in every drop coming down.
Every person
wearing their own crown.
No answers to be found.
Or questions to be asked.
Most of all,
no reason
to feel the need
to wear an invisible mask.
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