Once upon a carpet of whispers, feelings danced like shadows of clouds meeting light. Can you hear? The giggles of lonely, **forgotten balloons** drift towards **unknown trees**, swaying with silver secrets of soft summer.
Jellybeans under starlit skies, strawberries that speak words so sweet, fade into the corners of memories lace with goodbyes where **time drips** with joy loss like melted orange popsicles.
Pathways lead toward floating ghosts and tales of owls reading **love letters**, their tiny hearts thrumming with rocks, with the sound of **distant rivers** called **hope**.
Find me, maybe? Among the twitching shadows of a swirling wheel of clocks where smiles bloom, children run barefoot in invisible ink.