the relaxing poem
I want to paint the taste of lemon Fanta ferociously fizzing in my mouth like popping candy.
I want to paint the smell of soft silky creamy donuts teleporting me to black pool next to the salty sea. I want to paint everyone disappearing into thin air and never return.
I want to paint the sound of battling screams of joy hair raising heart beating roller coasters.
I want to paint the distance of Texas and monster mount Everest.
I want to paint the touch of paint heavier than water as my hands slip through.
I want to paint the memory of my first dog I was excited and elated that I cuddle with every morning after my breakfast she feels as soft as a blanket. I want to paint the touch of paint heavier
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