One day I thought of paying a visit to myself.So l closed my eyes and put my head on the desk.My eyes started looking inwards and I could see,Rivers of blood flowing vigorously.I visited the heart and the brain,The liver, the pancreas, the arteries, the veins.I marvelled at God's piece of artOnly his workshop can boast of such fine craft.The system was intricate and the experience intriguing.And after coming out of the spell I kept on wondering,That why a murderer is convicted of one crime when he actually commits two.As when he destroys a life, he destroys a piece of art too.
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