One exists on the premise,
That for some level of equilibrium,
Co-existence has to be tolerated.
For better or for worse.
Didn't I tell you
About climbing the sky
To paint it blue.
About diving into the sea,
To create ripples.
About hiking up mountains,
To paint them green.
Now, I still have some colours left.
I won't let them dry up..
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