Strange friendships

She is a flint of happiness and a vibe of Mozart
She wonders if time is too timing
She hears the sounds of chiming bells
She sees the world as left handed
She wants to be young again
She is a flint of happiness and a vibe of Mozart

She understands purpose exudes fears
She says my brain is irresistible
She dreams she’s a youth in her prime
She tries not to hurt all humans around her
She hopes my kids become her best friends
She is a flint of happiness and a vibe of Mozart

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