She was looking out at the window as the train quickly made its way through the countryside. She wanted to daydream living in each of these houses and structures.
These buildings represented possibilities of hideouts. She desperately wanted to hide somewhere where she could make herself a ball and roll around. She wanted odd whimsy in her life.
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psychologistmimi 
It’s The Craziest Thing
Science Shows Everything
In Existence Spirals In Dance Creating A
SonG
Of Energy
And People Still
Can’t Figure out
Why i Spiral Dance
Everywhere i Go
And Have More
Song Of Energy
Than A 16 Year-Old
Turn the Beat Around 61
Keep The Percussion
Of HeART Beat
SPiRiT Of
SouL Raised to
The Tune of Heaven
All Vibrations Frequencies
Of God Energy in One
Package
Yet i Profess
i Am Not The only
One Capable of This
Odd
Whimsy
Hint: God
If Only Folks
Would Just
Move And
Repose
Dance
And
Spiral
Sing Free
For No
ReaSoN
They Might
Get “IT” too…
i Just Don’t “KNoW”…😎
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