H.O.P.P.I.N.S.K.I.P

ROlln' Rolln'

What we see everyday we take for granted
The wonder of how sounds could be transferred over miles and miles
Our eyes are so familiar with the juxtaposition and composition of elements
that when it changes, it emits the sense of mystery.
It becomes alien.

In that little lane with the red brick facade
The most beautiful thing from a distance
White and plush and round

And what it seems may not be what our eyes want to see

that such an extraordinary beautiful three dimensional thing
could be our ordinary toilet roll discs

What's something ordinary when put in extraordinary places?

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