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My Side of the Universe
I take a star and throw it at the sky. It makes a hole, the hole it a door. I go through the door and I see a night sky. This night sky is a deep purple, But it is still the night just the same. There I meet a man, He is a blade of grass, just as tall and just as thin. He tells me the objective is not to win but to try, To try to learn. I tell him I learn much in school, He tells me that soon I will understand. I take a blade of grass and throw it at the ground, The dirt conforms into a hole, a door into another world, So through the door I go, I look down to see a tree in which I am standing. The tree starts to move and the branches to wave. The tree starts to speak: “Listen to your heart, it will tell you what to do.” I tell the tree that my parents make the rules, And he assures me that I will soon understand. I take a leaf from the tree and throw it at my hand. My hand becomes a hole, a door. Through the door I go. I look up to see that there is nothing here yet. The color is not black or white, not green or blue. This place is colorless. I look up and see that this one it a world to be. So I draw the pictures of this world, I sky of navy and clouds of gray, I sit atop them. Stars shinning like little pieces of the sun. This is the new world, This new world is mine, This new world is me.
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