An Observation made within Sam Spratt's "IX. The Monument Game" - The world unfolds the canvas new, the brush of Sam, paints me and you, as colors fill the empty space, the painting takes its rightful place. A modern age, a new dawn breaks, digital fire new wonders make, though we explore the stars above - Luci's heart still seeks true love. Beyond the screens, beyond the noise, her soul seeks a soothing voice. In perfect love, beyond all hate, a final truth, a perfect state. Beyond the world, beyond the sky, beyond the I, the you, the why.
Rodeyo
