just pretend that little hole is a mouth
and everything you put in there isn't disappearing
it's just feeding magic creatures that will watch over you while you sleep
and you will have nice dreams
of floating through navy blue skies and feeling aurora borealis tickling your cheeks
falling stars whistling past your ears and landing on icebergs
eskimos waving to you out of their igloos
beckoning you in for hot chocolate
it is warm but snowing still
the flakes melt when they touch your arm and each one feels like a first kiss
melting quickly before the next arrives
floating through navy blue skies up above everything
and everything looks so so small that when you land again it will still seem small
and you are large and swollen with optimism
you land on your bed and think
"the world is young" and you sleep soundly.
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