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I laugh at the forest
I laugh at the forest trees of crystal leaves.
I see the forest shining crystal leaves through the rays of the sun.
The forest is changing its leaves into chandelier.
Crystal tears in forest trees.
The forest is filled with icy diamond leaves.
The forest gives me purple apple seedlings as pearly beads.
These beads link each leaf in a colorful breeze.
My heart is touched by purple green leaves
I run past the clearness of my heart in earthly crust of white.
The rush of pebbles rolls in dusty ice.
That carries the breeze as dusty sparkles.
That links my darkness towards my first love of leaves.
I question myself after have I am done gazing at the forest.
Lightning upon stars that twinkles the leaves.
I drink this fantasy in my mind.
Copyright(c) Shamela 26 / February / 2012