Life sees me always and yet with a flash to the eyes.
I am foolish and I am wise.
Good morning is what I say the burning, bright creation.
Good night I say to the bleak, black darkness.
Hello to all as I enlighten the day.
Spacetime bends for what I have to say
The sun remains full of my power to furnish life
So effervescent with everlasting strife
With crayons and chaos
systems I smash
and a painters brush
I touch, I lash
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