the walls were singing a cappella
I was blind with color- color blind
it was the blue, the bounteous
bountiful blue and oh, the burnt sienna
I think that I will live forever
I know that I will live forever
someone tie me to a steeple
my bones have disappeared
if I fall down to weep
surely the angels will understand
forgive me, I never knew what
it was to be so porous
and yet so full of light
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