July 15, 2013
After a colorful hug and a handful of strawberries
You're sky-bound, earth-bound
Look up to your sparkling atoms above
Know the meaning of stained hands
Painted with love
Of moons passing in real-time, space-time
Whether it was wasted
A mystery that oozes life-time
That bamboozles us all.

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