The same heaven
that opens
in semi circles
through the eyes
of the sun
shines down
on all fortune
and glides through
the slum
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Buried Treasure
A thought that turns into
Wondering,
Wondering into an idea.
So Small it starts
To Grow
A shiny Tip of Gold
Buried in the sand.
A concept you are
Lost in,
and all the
Possibilities,
Dimensions,
Eventualities,
hidden within.
Remember
The Stars are
for You
and
The Skies are
for You
and You
would not see them clearly if
You
were not at one time
Lost
