The Town of Hope

Just saying hello
As I'm passing through your town
If my map is right...

*Flip unfold crumple*
You know, I cannot be sure
I'll just write a note

Here your name is Hope
In patchwork halls I call home
Past purple green skies

Superpositioned
I know these words must seem strange
Exotic murmurs

But I will return
For the chance that two pieces
Might align our realms

If not I will sand
This beach is full of supplies
And abundant time

So that two pieces
Will be precisely enough
For you to slipstream

For now I whistle
This path making little sense
But neither do I 

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