Sand on a beach
miraculous
would I be a simpleton
if I compared my supposedly
simple plots to such simple
grains of earth
probably
what if i were to compare
the pieces of my heart
to tiny twinkling stars
as if my magnanimous imagination
broke barriers beneath my feet
outstanding
do broken hearts coincide
with purple pulsing veins
like black blue brains
wrapped in matching cellophane
that certainly do not refrain
from putting air into my lungs
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