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Childrens Art.
All You’ll See - Paintings 1, 7, 15 & 17
Drops of red fall from the sky,
Every time a plane flies.
Splatter on shoulders
Liquid that fuels our veins.
The city is burning,
Even though you're convinced tomorrow
Morning will be accompanied with yawns
All you'll see is ash.
Our soil is yellow,
The ground beneath my feet is warmer than the sun.
Skies red, birds
Melt into the horizon.
Your silhouette is all I can remember,
My toes sink into this purple hill.
It's funny to think about what other people feel.
Hand in hand, fingers tight around yours.
Unity is symbolized,
Yes, I love you, but
I wonder what it's like,
I want to know the feeling,
someone else's palm pressed with mine.
