hey you,
let's build ourselves teeny-tiny cottages
and live there forever and ever and ever
let the lavender-feathered creatures land on our soft palms like we're their homes
let's have a lake, and bathe ourselves with magic-sparkled water
let's have a forest and tons of garden flowers
let's live in between leafy chunks of wood and fresh-baked bread smell
can we just live there
in my own, our own, fairyland?
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01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words