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Wonder
If I was to lock myself away
a plot of land to be worked by hand
Wonder if I would love you the same
I'm never bored
I'm never hungry
I'm never in silence
I'm never cold
eyes open to find I'm old
If I was to lock myself away
a plot of land to be worked by hand
Wonder if I would love you the same
I'm never bored
I'm never hungry
I'm never in silence
I'm never cold
eyes open to find I'm old
Wondrous POV
What it entails
flight and metal
with seats and a view.
A wonder.
.
What goes into
making ambrosia
fit for Gods
and their
creations?
A wonder.
.
The wail of a newborn
grass growing
inhaling and exhaling
but more wondrous
than any other things
the concepts of you
and the concepts
of me.
.
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