What if the eyes that knew
saw the garden of Eden.
With walls high and gates locked.
But, every now and then
through a crack in the corners joint
A small mouse limbers through
and he feeds hisĀ many thousand
siblings.
So I dare dream of an elephant
in the blue sun
crushing the the walls and
letting the garden grow
further
reaching
beyond the corners of the Earth.
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What if I dream of shoes however?
Shoes built so that
your legs
become more tired than the bitter ground
until you can't withstand
to walk another mile in those shoes
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Which sheds more light out of the garden?
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