You’ll start to fly amongst night skies, the cloud is like a pillow to the rest of your head attached before, one fluffy white remarkable wings blanket covered, her beloved cheeks become rosy red, every eye shut and closed beautifully, imagine to have a dream, one fascinated and classical dream, filled with magical Funland adventures around there already set, one little apple dumpling who flown successfully, goodnight angel
Written by
Michael James
Brindley
12-9-24
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