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Escaping from a jail cell,
Running from the truth.
Breaking digital cameras and
hiding in the booths.
Fly away on just a kite,
you unravel the string.
Home sick with the love bug,
chicken soup you need to bring.
Hover on an orange leaf,
it is just the brink of fall.
Smiling in the photos,
posted up and on the wall.
Molding life together,
with a ball of red Play-Doh.
Folling in a fog cloud,
floats near but not too low.
Starring in my dreams,
and never leave my sight.
Not even when I shut my eyes
and sweetly hold them tight.



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