Oh Sky-
What have you in your stars for me?
What beauty marks and scars for me?
What see you in tea leaves for me?
What keep you up your sleeves for me?
I am the painter
collector
curator
purveyor
of my future
fortune
fantasies
But still I'll take a little side of magic
with my will
A tiny wand to stir my wonder.
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