I heard it from the swing-set lady,
"If you turn the moon's hat upside down,
stars will come dancing on the ground."
Below the rusty swing, I listened carefully.
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Like a young goat lost in the desert,
the shadows speak softly, wet with questions.
They ask about the corners where light
likes to hide during cloudy days.
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"In undersea gardens grow smileys", chirped the fish.
A whispered riddle from beneath the waves.
Explore the depths with open eyes,
and maybe... just maybe, you'll find a friend.
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Sometimes, when the sky gets sleepy,
it forgets to blink before dawn.
“Do we need one more wish today?”
asked the glowing snail.
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