Imagine

The world is a beautiful work of art
With priceless paintings of Ocean and Sky
And fragments of souls just drifting by
All enjoying this brilliant expanse of life.

Which thrives in the hollows of the human heart
And drips from the heavens to land on our tongues
We exist in the flesh with the air in our lungs
As displays, prepped, and ready to be hung.





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