Mad Scientess Jane Expat (nanila) wrote,
Mad Scientess Jane Expat
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They told me I could do it
So I thrust my hands through the ceiling
Pulled it apart and the sky rushed in.

They said I could walk on water
So I skimmed over the sea
Pushed my palm into the water and drew up a fountain.
I turned over
Watched one blue dissolve into the other and
I let myself fall.

I waded ashore and found I was alone
So I lay down and melted into the sand.
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