Baylus turns and says
look! Sky is separating
from land, you can see
the line of the mountains.
Pris says, have some tea,
have a cookie, comfort
Teddy. That line is still
hazy and dim, don't go.
Baylus drinks the air.
Baylus rocks a bear.
Baylus pulls his boy-
sword, and vows
to stay the grownups.
Pris makes a nest
of blankets, pillows
and plush elephants.
Baylus says, it's time
now, it's time for you
to fly. I fade now. I
fade.
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this is melancholy and sad and just delicious at the same time....I like very much.
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