(C) Singleton
A Hippe Art Box of Thoughts....
I reached down and scooped up
tiny abandoned periwinkle shells,
the colors of pastel rainbows,
and buried them deep into my pockets....
Seaweed, a deep forest green,
wrapped itself around my ankles,
an impromptu braided bracelet from the tides....
And
I knew
I was in Love again....
With all my forgotten Dreams,
my lost imagination......
And I knew then,
that
I would Dance again"
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