The Giver


Give me a brush
and I will paint you the world

Give me a pen
And I will write you Utopia

Give me an instrument
And I will play you a paradise

Give me the world over
And I will give you eternity

But remember, Giver
If ever you can not provide me
I can trust you no more
And this fragile truce we hold
Will be but food for the wind

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