Sharp.
Sharp.
.You are a piece of glass but sharp as a knife, cutting through peoples dreams.
.You are a daisy flowing elegantly through the warm summers breeze.
.You are winter, freezing peoples minds to wash away the thoughts
.You are a can of beans waiting impatiently to be bought.
.You are a work of art people will clear the room for you
.You are a pair of shoes as shiny as the sun, and brand new.
.You are a tree with branches that whip around you
.You are a sheriff with your old breaking lasso
You are at the end
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