It Will Be A Great Day

Writings

I woke up one morning and said,
“It will be a great day.”
The sun will shine,
the sky will be clear,
the grass will sway to the music of the winds.
It will be a great day.

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I saw spectra

Prose, Writings

I woke up, and I found myself in a dream.

In my dream, I looked up to see the skies were smiling down at me, and the sun was shining brightly against my face. I felt the heat against my skin, and I tried to smile back. However, I did not understand why raindrops were falling from the clouds. and when a drop touched my forehead, only to trickle down, tens of them followed. I looked down and saw a puddle of water at my feet, reflecting the scene.