when i am lolling, i am my happiest
i never overuse
or abuse
the fact that the word is so choisely confused
with other words like lots of love
compared to flittering doves
or fidgeting shoves
or 100 mind blanks that are directly above
the space in my mind
when i finally find
the time to release, a time to bring peace
to an inner soul that i try satisfy
or an inner tent i try to ratify
it all boils down
to a nice golden brown
lol
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