What did you do today?
The scrapyard had this blue heaven and calm wind. The cars were gently bathing in the sunlight. Green trees held bird's melodious song. I took a rusted piece of metal and cut out a piece of the sky. Carefully placing the piece of sky into an old microwave, that had no power source, I melted it whilst watching a star in the black blocked opening. And I drank my cup of soul today. Later I had a snooze in this leaf. It took to the air in this warm breeze to russia. I said "Hi Mr. Ak47 inventor man. How did you get your name?" I saw a star in the milky way and shot back home. "What a day dream..." the milkman told the mailman and stared at me statically, the whole day 'till I came home, today. There was a drop of time left in my mother's lap, But I was getting big, it was almost time. Then my mother was shot in her fat belly, Today. And now, I am dead, Today... Hello mister Ak47 inventor man! :-)
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What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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