At times
The trees block the view
So the sword comes out
And commences to hack and slew
As it becomes clearer
Things get nearer
Absolute clarity
Approaches
With absolute certainty
All for lack of trees
So on my knees
I'm weak in the seas
Smelling the salts
Of the sands of water
Swirling around my knees
I sing of lost crabs
And colossus
As I search for my sanity
Built up pillars
To restrain thee
Yet no chains
Could I see
So unbound
You were found
Wandering the towering supports
Of our flowered prison
Blind to the dark
Sightless eyes did see
The willow-the-wisp
That led you ashore
As I crouched there on my knees
Your hand reached out
And passed right through me
You aren't real
And neither am I
Vacuous
And unbound
To any earth
We wander free
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