Tree tops are flowing
Wind is howling all around
Crunchy white below
It's 1am, Emily is warm cute and floating through white puffy clouds with purple feathered wings as dreams spiral by. Still warming from a Sunday wandering though misty mountains, I am proud of her.
Every day continues to be better then the last. Walls concurred, Wilco playing we lie down in the fluffy red.
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