You’re aiming too big she said that’s maybe
Your problem you know if you aim too big
All that’s left to happen to you is
Contraction her hands move in to squash
The atoms in this room together into a
Tight ball as she says you need to start small
And people don’t make it on their own
Stare into the bright white light
Ask, for I know only a little
If you would avail yourself of
This chance to help out a fellow seer
I would trade this knowledge I have in return
For it is a universe in my mouth
In this small space
You dream too big she said
Can a person dream too big I said
Yes she said |
| (see Nuclear Winter) |
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