Here is today's inspiration
I'm pretty sure when the fantasy DNA was handed out, I was talking or on a coffee run or both.
Fantasy
by Cecilia
What does my mind's👀 see
When it looks at thee?
It sees a door with an overgrown tree
whose branchy fingers
are reaching for the key.
It can only write about what it sees
Not what might be.
Once the door
is unlocked, maybe
the light will reveal
MORE.
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