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Someday


The entire world a shadow 

the left over blue prints of somehing

great.

A rough draft to the article that 

is eternity.

We live in a photocopied, dim

replica of the greatest place 

to ever exist. 

The Grass is greener, the 

air is cleaner. 

Everyone is in love, beauty a river, water so pure

everyone drinks, everyone perfect. 

One life identical to the other

peace showers the land and the lives within it. 

Not one above the other. 

A body of love and kindness that 

allows me to live eternity 

letting the seed that is me, grow into wisdom, only 

meant to leave, taken into the arms of he. 

The body, the life that has created me and everything I see. 

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