How do you capture an entire phrase...spoken? What did you see? Where did you go? In one blink of an eye, where were we? A glass of water, it sits by the window, and the ripples echo, memories still leaving, trying to leave the prison of water, we call it life.
Escaping, trying to escape... like my words. I can't tell you how intense the heat or the rain is, if you keep standing in the shade. But if you could leap with me into a pit, where could those dreams take us?
What I mean to say is...Do you see, what I see?
The sun...the sun.
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