There are nights when a kaleidoscope of words dance in my dreams. Melodies with soft hues pulsating down to my fingertips. Awakening my poetic yearnings. Seductively releasing the lavish colors from my pores. Leaving me breathless and wanting more.

There are nights when a kaleidoscope of words dance in my dreams. Melodies with soft hues pulsating down to my fingertips. Awakening my poetic yearnings. Seductively releasing the lavish colors from my pores. Leaving me breathless and wanting more.
Yes, I recognise this…
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