Lawn Thoughts (day 452)

Spots flicker over my sun lit figure
Slowly spreading outward
Along the grass I graze upon
I let go the hold I thought I had
On the surface that surrounds me
I pull on the purple flowers
That grow around the shady spots
And the music that wafts my way
Anchors me down to the ground
Throwing away the little pieces
That grab at my invisible thoughts

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