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Party


The house party screams around me and I sit, daydreaming.I dream of silence, birds singing as I float up on clouds. I dream of the mess and smell drifting away of sweet scent of peace and freedom. The laughs, shouts, cries, and clanking bottles disappear and then... the dream becomes a reality, everyone has left!


Enjoy Daydreaming!

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