perjantai 7. helmikuuta 2014

Lucky fairyland

Lucky fairyland, 
some dawning. 
You can on a small piece, 
just sometimes steal. 

ledges in the middle of 
it's hidden somewhere, 
below the clouds of white. 
end of the rainbow 
hides the bottom of the pot luck. 

I never found there, 
I hear only the echo 
moving further away from steps. 

Friday's fearless coverage, 
thrown over the week, 
ready for a warm lap 
hot laps. 

Utopia full, 
Cupid's bows, 
the morning to find 
one can most early gainer. 

I am writing minutes. 
I write two, 
life does not become any better.

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