Look at those footprints
How they stand out on sand
Look at that glowing splint
How it looks so beautiful in your hand
Look at those floating clouds
How you promised me you'd catch them
Look at how a lizard could get so loud
How you squinted at me under the lamp
Look at those lightbulbs
How I was pleased everytime you smiled
Look at those intricate fruit pulps
How you managed to lie to me all this while
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