This is my dear friend with soap in her eyes, ears, nose and mouth. She makes hairbrushes out of her own hair, takes chocolate moulds of her face, then hands them out to her friends for eating, and looks like an elizabethan princess.
After sleeping in for a very reasonable amount of time, and after a fine breakfast of seafoam pancakes and coffee, you venture out with the sun on your back and a great many ideas in your pocket. Each moment of the day unfurls like a pearl of tea, like a bright white spring bloom or a well timed umbrella, until the night comes and slumber creeps politely, and you look up to the sky and see that All Your Stars Are Out.
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