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I want my adventurous soul to drip out my fingertips and onto the earth,
I want to plant bits of me amongst the ground,
I want to leave a beautiful mark,
I want to toss my heart into the stars,
And seed my mind amongst the streets.
I want the universe to breathe me in like air,
I want the sky of my eyes to pour liquid blue serenity into people's souls,
And the beat of my heart to pump fluorescent euphoria through my veins,
And for every person I meet to feel the same,
I want pigments of happiness to radiate from me,
And I want a smile so sweet it should come with a dose of insulin,
I want to plant every part of me in things around me.
I want to leave pieces of me everywhere I go,
Traces of who I am, who I was and who I am going to become.

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