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If I were a painter I would paint pictures of a garden so great your eyes would never stray. You wanting only to travel pathways leading to boundless beauty.

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If I were a sculptor I would sculpt your face, it’s perfect form, delicate, soft, lively, creating and reproducing copies for companionship

If I were a teacher I would show you how the garden provides, all you ever need within your hands. The art of sowing and reaping, caring and connecting.

If I were a scientist I would connect this garden to your body, developing healthy concoctions, plant vibrations, frequencies, providing balance and harmony.

If I were a theologian I would remind you to look up and within. You are as great as the cosmos is vast. Believe in yourself, believe in something greater than you!

If I were a mother I would nurture your soul and its divinity. For my arms are always reaching, to hold you, always reminding, you were created with love.

But I am only a poet, a lost breed whose pen is my third eye and voice. Bringing insight into new ways of thinking and being. A love warrior willing to cause a stir to awaken humanity.

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Jake the poet

I am that I am, a way shower, a light, leader of many who follow, a poet and a person who just cares about the plight of humanity.

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