My imagination made a swimming pool whose waves have enough kinetic energy to splash onto neighbouring grass and water the lilies.

My monster, who is of the variety gila, is lonely and has no scrilla, so I am going to draw up a tablet for him for chatting with a croc named Mia.

My grandfather let me climb up a tumulus when we visited the country behind his family’s farm, so I iced him a cake with the rainbow we saw that day.

My hopes and dreams are the bastion of my creativity, a means of expressing myself through the tools and mediums that are the presents in my presence, hence why, on this summer day, desiring to stay cool and comfy, I have painted a polar bear eating vanilla ice cream in a pillow fort. ; )

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