I am a simple girl.
Fresh air, free hair- that Universal Consciousness jazz.
Ambidexterity, Black holes, superbly extravagant thinking on a meager man’s dreaming diet.
Old folks, the color yellow, becoming something greater than ourselves.
I wear myself around in paint, I think myself out loud in laughter.
I am this,
I was that,
Whatsoever I will, I will- become.
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