i’m here in my little room inside the tiny box of things i sometimes believe i know
you are there in your world inside the box of things sometimes you believe you know
there are glorious times when i remember this
and can’t stop laughing at the silliness of it all
pour in/out all the colours and let them dance among themselves
regardless of the canvas we are brilliant, pure, perfectly made light
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