Like The Future Is Supposed To Be.A Poem by mariah
It's that beautiful place upon a mountain where you feel infinite.
And everybody hides their faces in the pity of the moment. And the little children fidgeting with their hands, their parents tell em to quit, but they don't quit, they can't figure out what those parents meant. When everything in the world seems to be one, when the breeze tickles the earth and the sky is a bright shade of blue, and you think that if only it flipped over, we would all just fall into the atmosphere, and everybody would be nervous but nobody would worry, and the fidgeting children would begin to laugh, and everybody would float around. And when the world finished it's flipping, everyone would return to their feet. And they would grab onto each other to keep from tipping, and the little children would continue their fidgeting.
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