What if when you went outside, the trees grew roots up in the sky?
What if putting on your pants, meant giving a home to ten thousand ants?
What if we drank air and ate stars, and rode around in hovering cars?
What if when you heard the train, pickles started falling like rain?
Of all the things we see each day, that spark of curiosity has a way; of filling us up with wonder and hope.
So what if today, you decided to say... what if I live my life... my way?
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Come Home
"You can always come home to me…" The words echoed in his mind as he sat in the back of the church, his wrinkled suit and cracked, hand-me-down oxford shoes afforded him more attention than he wanted when he first walked in. He could feel the judgement coming from the well dressed, neatly pressed masses as their eyes scanned over his haggard appearance. He knew he didn’t belong here, there was no reason he should be at this funeral.
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