Paroxysm I
Yore, I heard the avians crooning the dawn chorus
It was a daybreak
The sky was a different shade of blue
In that serenity
The aroma was pristine
Rendering me idyllic
I frolicked through the woodsAiming for that brightest star
Amid the azure, cloudless sky
I jumped with joy
And I danced in glee
As my heart drubbed all the while
The breeze at the briny
Caressed me gently like a painter's stroke
I felt sheer
Credulous was I
That life was beautiful
I continued to thrive until.......
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