Do you ever think of concepts as tangible things, so you can reach out and take 'em?
Like a mom is a wave and a dad is a line, a sharp black line.
A hard teacher won’t bend and a softie’s not substantial enough to believe in
Friends are the colors sienna and gold
Practicality is a rock, art is like wind
Writing is moving the pebbles on a beach
to make a pattern
that sometimes other beach goers see
and sometimes they don’t.
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