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Kaleidoscope – Casey Miller

It was like an old, unfinished film
With the melody and tune
A lea full of kaleidoscopic posy
It was like a dream to her
Boys and girls gathered in rhythm,
Lovers and friends and colors swirling
And flowing and happy and warm
Drinking and eating and inhaling and believing
Frolicking in fields of wildflowers, feeling as free
As the petals escaping with the breeze
Petals flying far away, skipping over countries
And continents until they find their match, their lover
She dances, eyes shut, waiting for hers
To take her by the hand and to whisper in her ear
To tell her where they are going, without saying why

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