To life and other boring things…

more_of_the_sameBoring wins, unfortunately; it always does. As sad as that seems, it’s true.

More of the Same
The little girl sits propped on top of the world
and glides through the summer breeze
with her arms outstretched as an airplane,
eyes laughing, her soft hair twisting in the air
in this open field of dandelions and long grass
where there is only joy and want of nothing
except more of the same, and more.

 

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