It starts with your (imagination)
Imagine that time is stuck inside of a glass jar
I am the sand,made up of a billion particles, like the Universe I am
Neither am I a women or a man,instead a bunch of grains of sand,all with the same single plan
So now I’ll stop ryhming, on perfect beaches will I soon hope to reach
With one grain of sand, at a time, is the only way to breach that ever clear Blue Sea
Using my Heart as my Arms and my Soul as my Feet.
(Source: justinfinitelyme)
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