I
hang on golden rays,
as I
miss you.
Solitary
solitaire,
with
friendly games
of truth or dare.
Flicker
in the sunlight,
shimmer
on the glass,
lies
float on so kite-like
little
secrets in the wind.
Say
hello horizon,
blending
with the sun,
tomorrow's
little night light,
and a
treasure in a pond.
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