
I felt like if
I joined my wrists together and
Opened my palms,
I could create an entire new world.
I painted the sky with my fingers,
The sun went down with my eyes,
And it was all mine.
For the first time in awhile,
I felt happy all on my own.
I think life is finally coming together.
Is it weird that I feel more sane
Now that I’ve created a world with my hands?

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