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She's painting skies. And kissing butterflies. She's dancing on the moon. And wishing on dandelions. She's letting the wind ripple through her hair. She's running in creeks. She's trying to fly.
Passing by a small patch of grass, I noticed someone had scattered carrots.
I am the Not-A-Clock. I do not pass the time. I do not live by increments, Nor mark them with a chime. I have no hands with which to point, No face to read my thoughts.
Recipe for a perfect morning; 1. Roll out of bed and fashion a cape from your duvet. 2.