I could battle the sea,
Steal its tang and sand,
Its song of infinity.
Bottle the sea.
You're worth more than that.
I could pick on stars and snuff
Them all, bundle moonbeams,
Show the sun who's tough,
Package the sky.
It doesn't come close.
The stab when they look,
When they're back,
When they touch.
You know!
Everyone's ever.
Mine for you in a box.
It isn't enough,
And never will be.
You are.
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