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~Ayn Rand Ran to Xanadu ♥

I don’t dream of Aphrodite.
My small muscles not too mighty.
Who should tell me how I should feel?
Winter days have feathers flighty.

Where can I find some time to steal?
Another green organic meal!
My life goes on disorganized.
It fills my soul with zip and zeal.

Find gold touching Midas’ eyes.
Atlas shrugs just before he dies;
And Ayn Rand ran to Xanadu.
My echo waits for your replies.

Then outer space starts out as blue–
Jupiter spins on axis true.
Dark side of moon. Oh! What a view!
Yes! I still want to be with you…