Alternate
I am an Alternate
At first I was a rock
I went nowhere and yet
Everywhere at once
If Picasso hadn't told me
What life was worth
I'd have never seen
The spectrum before me
Shine so beautifully
If I were to open
A light of lurid surroundings is now me
An Alternate
As I change for eternity
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